Two weeks back , i got the chills.then these turned into a fever and a BAD case of body ache and headache.so there i was under a quilt and with a hot-water bag and crocin down my gullet. ken tells me i was so delirious that i kept telling him to call kenny.after a point,he says he told me that he agreed to call himself.perhaps , the strangest thing was that i felt exhausted all the time.finally, i went to the dr and had blood tests done. no malaria, nothing.just some evil flu.my dear friend rajen insisted i had 'chikungunya' and advocated rest and soup.madame rao knew [like me] that i was burning up all my residual anger and that the fever was there to cleanse me and perhaps to give me some insight about having to leave this place i have called home for 11 odd years.the sweetest was my dear ken who lovingly and patiently helped me through this strange flu.he took over ALL CHORES and just let me sleep and sleep.and then shibumi got the same flu and it was further compounded with an upset stomach.in 2 days , she lost 3kg.frail she may look, but how she fought with us to be allowed to go to school.i cannot understand stoics. i suffer and suffer and go crazy and make everyone around me crazier, but not this shibumi desai.thank god.well, the dr put me on tylenol which worked and brought down the fever.however it brought on my periods early and how !i have been going to school but coming back and just crashing.i dont think i have needed to sleep so much in my life.i really need to run away to a place in the hills which serves wholesome bawa meals.wishful thinking indeed as we are gearing up to shift to andheri.one day at a time,sweet jesus, i tell myself.........
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THE STRANGE FLUTwo weeks back , i got the chills.then these turned into a fever and a BAD case of body ache and headache.so there i was under a quilt and with a hot-water bag and crocin down my gullet. ken tells me i was so delirious that i kept telling him to call kenny.after a point,he says he told me that he agreed to call himself.perhaps , the strangest thing was that i felt exhausted all the time.finally, i went to the dr and had blood tests done. no malaria, nothing.just some evil flu.my dear friend rajen insisted i had 'chikungunya' and advocated rest and soup.madame rao knew [like me] that i was burning up all my residual anger and that the fever was there to cleanse me and perhaps to give me some insight about having to leave this place i have called home for 11 odd years.the sweetest was my dear ken who lovingly and patiently helped me through this strange flu.he took over ALL CHORES and just let me sleep and sleep.and then shibumi got the same flu and it was further compounded with an upset stomach.in 2 days , she lost 3kg.frail she may look, but how she fought with us to be allowed to go to school.i cannot understand stoics. i suffer and suffer and go crazy and make everyone around me crazier, but not this shibumi desai.thank god.well, the dr put me on tylenol which worked and brought down the fever.however it brought on my periods early and how !i have been going to school but coming back and just crashing.i dont think i have needed to sleep so much in my life.i really need to run away to a place in the hills which serves wholesome bawa meals.wishful thinking indeed as we are gearing up to shift to andheri.one day at a time,sweet jesus, i tell myself.........
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of mice and men
one lives with vermin. two-legged and four-legged.our ancient house in the ancient quarter of mumbai has been host to all creatures great and small.many of these creatures i had only 'seen' in books or on tv. i had never seen a rat or a mouse up close till i turned 33 and got married and moved to the ancient house of the desais.all are welcome here.rats, mice, roaches,flies.even cats come here to deliver kittens.we had a cat without a tail for many years.she adopted us.her name was BILOO.she had many litters and our children played with many kittens, which we would eventually put into a cloth bag , and get the cook to abandon on his way to the market.biloo miscarried one day and we took her to hospital and had her have a a hysterectomy.after she got back home,she decided that i was her mother.every rat she caught, she offered to me first. many a siesta was ended by biloo's insistent mee-owing outside my room,so that i could thank her for the bloodied rat she had brought me.then dear biloo died. i miss her.i miss her because after her ,no cats have come to the house.we had one tom-cat who sat on the water tank and mewed.but he was a weirdo.he was vegetarian and he used to calmly watch huge rats walk past him.perhaps he was a vipassana meditator and observer.then he too vanished one day.so now the rats rule.we have families of them.there are some grand parents,solid specimens with long scaly tails,and many little ones.the little rats are amazing acrobats.they can do flying leaps.they are no bigger than a large cockroach and have very bright, shiny eyes.rats sing.oh ,yes they do.i have heard them sing away in the store-room.rats also LOVE to eat plastic bags.rats are great thieves.they love to steal coins and spoons.one often comes upon a cache in some hidden corner.thanks to rats, our resident kleptomaniac has a great time.she kleptos away and the poor rats take the blame.once the rats stole four muffin tins ! they opened the kitchen drawer and stole them.....sometimes, they even open the fridge and eat up all the nice things.soon, i shall enter our household in the guiness book of records for having such clever rats.
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the need to rant
and so today ,inspired by dear madame rao, i begin to blog.ofcourse, nimmi had told me to do so too.we live in trying/tiring times and i hope to rave and rant and get it all off my chest.
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of mice and men

one lives with vermin. two-legged and four-legged.our ancient house in the ancient quarter of mumbai has been host to all creatures great and small.
many of these creatures i had only 'seen' in books or on tv. i had never seen a rat or a mouse up close till i turned 33 and got married and moved to the ancient house of the desais.
all are welcome here.rats, mice, roaches,flies.
even cats come here to deliver kittens.
we had a cat without a tail for many years.she adopted us.her name was BILOO.she had many litters and our children played with many kittens, which we would eventually put into a cloth bag , and get the cook to abandon on his way to the market.
biloo miscarried one day and we took her to hospital and had her have a a hysterectomy.after she got back home,she decided that i was her mother.
every rat she caught, she offered to me first. many a siesta was ended by biloo's insistent mee-owing outside my room,so that i could thank her for the bloodied rat she had brought me.
then dear biloo died. i miss her.
i miss her because after her ,no cats have come to the house.
we had one tom-cat who sat on the water tank and mewed.but he was a weirdo.he was vegetarian and he used to calmly watch huge rats walk past him.perhaps he was a vipassana meditator and observer.
then he too vanished one day.
so now the rats rule.we have families of them.there are some grand parents,solid specimens with long scaly tails,and many little ones.
the little rats are amazing acrobats.they can do flying leaps.they are no bigger than a large cockroach and have very bright, shiny eyes.
rats sing.oh ,yes they do.i have heard them sing away in the store-room.rats also LOVE to eat plastic bags.
rats are great thieves.they love to steal coins and spoons.one often comes upon a cache in some hidden corner.
thanks to rats, our resident kleptomaniac has a great time.she kleptos away and the poor rats take the blame.once the rats stole four muffin tins ! they opened the kitchen drawer and stole them.....sometimes, they even open the fridge and eat up all the nice things.
soon, i shall enter our household in the guiness book of records for having such clever rats.

the need to rant

and so today ,inspired by dear madame rao, i begin to blog.
ofcourse, nimmi had told me to do so too.
we live in trying/tiring times and i hope to rave and rant and get it all off my chest.