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Saturday, March 7, 2020

Zilch 2019



How did 2019 pass sans a single entry from me on this blog?
How did this happen?

I know why....

Its because I made a choice. On the 12th of July 2018, I made a choice. The choice was to join sharda University.

My reasons:
Papa was not well.
I wanted to move back home.
I wanted to try my hand at teaching.
Compensation was higher than the Postdoc salary.
It was a ten year stint away from home.
Maybe it was time to move back!

And so i did.
I remember the 27th of August in 2018 which was my first day at Sharda University. And i will write my experience in a separate blog entry because now is when i want to work on a joint paper with my ex boss.

I missed writing here. And I will write now. You are the one who understands...you help me reflect on who i am becoming...

Tuesday, April 10, 2018

Submission


Nothing changed

I have not stopped feeling empty inside.

I have a lot of issues. .

Wednesday, February 28, 2018

The dog bite


this isnt anything to be happy about. it isnt a happy post but i want to blog this. because the dog bite......it led to emotional, physical and financial stress in varying degrees. its when i started feeling i should leave here, that i am doing shit with my life. i dotn know what i feel currently but that day as i remember it.....

Saturday, 6th jan the year was still new..
The whole team had decided to go to the mylapore fest, we had gone last year too and it was good fun. As we were walking past the rangolis, i saw a dog sleeping on the pavement. he seemed calm and then someone probably stepped on his tail or hit it and the next minute, i got bitten on my palm by him. Now even though i felt sure, he was not rabid, one cannot take a risk. the wound pained. these others had gotten ahead and i caught up and told them that dog had bitten me.. i knew i should get to the hospital but they wanted to spend time at the mela which is fair. I should have probably put my foot down and just left but i could not do that.. They said that i should forget about this for an hour and we would figure it out.

Unfortunately i am not someone who can do this. the next 15 minutes were very draining for me as i tried to give them company so i dont ruin their time but i was miserable inside. here i called supriya chechi and asked her what to do for a dog bite... She asked me to rush to the kottur apollo as they had the anti rabies vaccine so i told these guys that id leave as doctor was available till 8. they all decided to leave then..this is not what iw anted. so i insisted that i would go on my own and they dispersed too.. This is why i probably prefer going by myself everywhere.

Anyway, i took an auto and left. this is when supriya chechi called me and told me to go to main as i needed immunoglobulins. my wound kept bleeding profusely. this was a category 3 and it was on the palm, which is high risk so i asked the auto to take me to greams road. here, they informed me that the immuno vaccine cost 6000 per vial and i would need around 6 or 7. so the total bill would be above 40000 including everything. i had Rs 32000 in my account and in that moment i was absolutely blank. i didnt want to call my colleagues. i was a little upset with them. if i was them, i wouldnt let anyone forget about the wound for an hour. i didnt want supriya chechi to pay. i called another friend. luckily he didnt answer my phone. by now, i had started crying. i relaised i cant afford medical care. i relaise my office gives me no insurance. i realised i am not a grown up yet.

The doc thought i was crying for pain. i told her i cant afford this and id go to a govt hospital. this is when apollo told me there was an equine vaccine which was cheaper. i could afford 3000 but the damage was done emotionally. They injected the vaccine in my wound and it hurt like hell. i dont remember the last time i cried so loudly. this is when i was super grateful that my colleagues werent with me , that my friend had not answered. it was finally over.
Thy gave another anti rabies vaccine and a tetanus in my hip. i was done. As i was paying the bill, supriya chechi, theja and chetan walked in to fill my form. i am super grateful i have family in chennai in them. i love them so much.

Monday, October 30, 2017

B +


Somehow I have always liked Anil Kapoor. Hence I am even more fond of this dialogue from No Entry

Fardeen to A.K. "Bhai saab, aap jo ye Be positive Be positive bolte rehte ho, kya hai ye?
A.K. "Kuch nahi yaar, mera blood group hai!"

Lol.

But so important it is to be positive. Why let these feelings of feeling sorry for oneself cloud my judgement. I should be positive, be free :)

Thursday, October 26, 2017

I am not feeling sorry for myself


Are you done feeling sorry for yourself?

No

You can eiter keep wasting time, doing this, crying and worrying and overthinking or you can just get set and go and finish it all. What is it going to be?


The second.

Then, are you done feeling sorry for yourself?

No, not yet.

Okay, whenever you are ready. Work is not moving forward anyway. It will wait for you to gather your courage.

I suggest you do it sooner rather than later.

Are you done feeling sorry for yourself?

Okay, yes maybe a little.

Good, lets focus on making you feel better <3

I love you okay, all the flaws , everything. I really really like you a lot <3 :*

Tuesday, October 24, 2017

The date


It possibly was not a date. It was after ages though i went out with a man. On a simple dinner. Picked up from home, a wonderful conversation and really tasty food. He also dropped me back and I felt really nice. It was lovely.

And then i ruined the lovely feelings because I think some expectations entered my brain... I don't know why I cant just be in the moment, enjoy it and let it be.. The expectation of when next, will this happen again..it is not easy. I am just not ready. For being with anyone..

I hurt so easy. I want to be stronger. I want to be able to be with myself always without expecting people to reply,without having to deal with this shit all over again..


I hate people from the past. There is so much baggage. Each timew someone does not reply, its like they don't care. Maybe it is true. This is what i Have learnt already, then why is it so hard to not have any expectations? Why is it so hard to not be attached again?

The heart is like those waves, they never learn. Time and again crashing on the same rocks.. Hurting itself. Its idiotic. I am an ass. (Wo S nahi , tu ass hai, gadhi hai- chupke chupke)

Tuesday, October 17, 2017

Diwali this year


After i lost Bade papa and went home, my badi mummy was the one who gave me the strength to move on. to understand that life was not over. She had lost her husband and I went to hug her. This is our conversation:

"Priya, this is very bad.."

And i thought she means that we lost him and i was still unsure about what to say.. and she continued

"SO many grey hair. Do something about this. "

I was partly surprised...partly relieved.. Somehow she brought me back in the normal world with this comment. Inside, I felt if this lady was so strong being with her husband for over 60-65 years, who am I to keep feeling sad?

She gave me the power.

Diwali was always special with her around. Even last year she came outside to see the rangoli. She came to see our lights and diyas and candles and decorations and compliment both Shreya and me on everything, however bad it was. "

This is the first Diwali that I am going home to when she is not around ... I know its going to be very hard for me..

In Hindus, people dont celebrate festivals for a whole year... but I will do everything.. Just the way she liked it.. I will miss you bari mumma but I hope you will be happy with whatever the three ladies of the house do . I will always love you.