Last week was Chinese New Year. This is the year of the Pig.
As you know, I got sick and didn
Last week was Chinese New Year. This is the year of the Pig.
As you know, I got sick and didn
I am no fanatic of dreams interpretations; may be because I forget the dream almost as soon as I wake up. But there was one instance where I vividly remembered the dream. (I wrote about it here).
And today early morning, I had a dream.
The dream started with few people in a small room. One seemed like my mother; but definitely I could identify my little sister. Then suddenly there was a snake in that little room and suddenly there was yelling, screaming and all kinds of noise. People were moving around in that small room. All were out of focus and whirling around me. I was at the middle of the room watching the snake eat a rat. Snake wasn
Past three days I felt physically terrible. I felt like, I was drugged; I had lost co-ordination; I felt very weak; At times, I threw up.
Evenings went in bed; most of the times closer to blackout. I couldn’t go out and get dinner or even prepare something at room. May be I was hallucinating; but I thought of death quite often. (I thought I was passing…)
When I thought of death, I didn’t have a fear of death at all. Neither did I regret dying. Sure I had my ‘hell’ moments in life; but I had equally ‘good’ times.
I have had failures, disappointments, heart-aches, loneliness, sickness, mental torture, public shame and what not. But at the same time, I have had success, recognition, very good friends and happy times. I have done some social work that I am happy about; contributed to the growth of few.
So in totality, I have already lived my life in full. These thoughts passed by as I hallucinated my final moments and I was pretty much ok to say good-bye to this life. In fact I ‘thought’ (read hallucinated) I should be happy to pass life so happily.
An Indian proverb says, “When you were born, you cried and everyone laughed; Live your life in such a way that when you die it is the other way”. I don’t know if anyone would’ve cried, but if I would’ve passed, you would’ve noticed a smile on my face.
(One funny thing though: As I was lying in bed hallucinating my death, I realized my sister will come to know if I die; but what about LA or KD or AKN or other friends. Who will tell them? When I think about it now, I can only laugh to myself)
P.S: Later I realized that the doc has given a very strong dosage of antibiotic. Guess that caused all the hallucination. For the past two days, I have stopped the dosage and am recovering and getting stronger.
I wrote on Saturday that the coming week will be a better week. But no.
I got so sick of high fever and shivering on Sunday that I went to doctor to get some drugs. He gave severe dosage that I am always feeling like being drunk. I lost my co-ordination. How much ever I eat, my eyes give a perception that I am constantly drinking in my room.
Past three days are terrible. Today I threw up as well.
I thought 8 weeks will go as a fly. I am wrong. It looks like an eternity in hell.
It was a rough week. With all escalation and hostility, I found it really difficult to sail through this week.
But the Thursday ritual was great (you remember I wrote about it earlier). This week it was much more fun. We met around 17h30 in the bar. We talked, talked, talked
I got this picture from a very good friend. I loved it from the moment I saw it. I am amazed by the simplicity. As much as it is simple, it makes a very deep and a powerful statment. It speaks volumes to me. The love, affection, protection, and dependency every thing is so vivid in this picture. If I was Emily Dikinson, I would’ve penned few poems.
I was thinking of this picture the whole day. Just an wonderful picture. Hope you like it and enjoy it as well.
Sometime around 4-5 years back, I read this Emily Dickinson
I don
Yes, true.
Snow storm is heading to Toronto. The temp will go down to -26! That is lower than the temp in your freezer. Next time when you open the freezer, imagine me saying ‘Hello dear’ from inside.
If you don’t hear from me again, send here a snow plow, a coffin and a wreath. Wouldn’t you?
Happen to glance through today’s tarot reading:
It’s time to share your deep inner truth with someone, without necessarily coming across as a lunatic. If you have suppressed feelings, it may be difficult to keep from going too far with your disclosure. The goal isn’t to blame anyone else for anything. It’s just to clear the air so that you can make an important relationship more meaningful.
Sounds true to me!
You see, somehow I am convinced now that, I’m so close to become a lunatic. But the question remains: who is this someone?
Oh..no, a greater question remains: with whom is this important relationship?