Wednesday, February 24, 2010

Snow Again..good, bad..whatever....and a short recap of the Norwesters!



This is one time of the day when I try setting my eyes on a nice article on the web or watch a DVD sipping Sierra Mist. However right now, all I read were updates flashing on the weather channel:

'A winter storm complete with heavy snow, flooding rains and damaging winds will slam the region Thursday...' Gosh when will the winter fury leave North East?? Last snowstorm, our neighbor built a Snowman some 20ft tall..it was awesome! Clicked some snaps on the afternoon we went out for a short drive. Even took some shots of a beautiful half-frozen lake nearby. The ducks swimming in the part that was still in the liquid state, made it look even prettier.

Having a white weather is always pleasant for the eyes but painful for those who have to shovel all the snow and tackle the 'black ice' on the roads. Last snowstorm (rather snowpocalypse)I remember we did something different. My husband and I went out for a walk at 12.30am when the blizzard was on. It wasn't more than 0 degree centigrade and apart from the snow hitting our face, the walk was interesting. We came back tracing our own footsteps. I guess, we two were the only crazy souls in Maple Shade, walking in the middle of the night, in the middle of a blizzard and for no reason at all! I loved every moment of it because it was unique, something which I never did before. For my folks back home, it's a fact that the temperature is not that cold when it snows. It drops drastically when it starts melting. As I understand, snow absorbs heat energy from the surroundings in the process making the temperatures drop even more.
Now for another good part of a snowstorm is people getting an option to work from home..yey yey!! *Please neglect the negative aspects of snow cleaning and rare power cuts. I am really trying to cheer up people like me who don't really prefer winter storms :D
So just make sure you have an efficient shovel at home, enough grocery done for 2-3 days, trash cleaned up, mails dropped in time, keep a good stock of DVDs, books..just in case you get tired from working, phoning, blogging, gaming,cleaning, cooking, taking videos of your dog playing in the snow, etc etc..oh that's already a big list.
ALSO, do remember to keep the wipers of your car up. If you've ever forgotten to do so before the storm hits, you'll know exactly what I mean.

It's funny when people ask me how exciting it is when it snows. I lived all my life in a city where we were most moved by the Norwesters, known as 'Kalbaisakhi' during early summer.
You would not believe the countless songs and brilliant poetry composed, beautifying the thunderstorms. That signified a relief from the hot, dry summer, welcoming the rains, a sign of green, a melody for the peasants, the starving earth quenching it's thirst with every drop. A time for little hands building paper boats and sailing in the accumulated rain water, a time to dance and celebrate, washing every dirt inside out..a time for imaginations to soar high as if with every strike of lightning, your heart awakens, dazzled and shivering like a scared deer..lost in the woods, yet finding a place among the most eloquent clouds.

When the Earth embraces Kalbaisakhi your mind sings out loud
"Like a rain-cloud of July
hung low with its burden of unshed showers
let all my mind bend down at thy door in one salutation to thee.."
(taken from Gitanjali)

I sometimes wonder how Tagore would describe every snowstorm..the master himself would surely find a way to connect every block of ice and snow with the living world. I wonder how would he dream of a 'white Christmas'. Would it be entirely white or would it still hold some colors of life, flashbacks of the past, dreams of the future..only he can answer.

It's not important how we react..it's important how we feel, how we change..Does the seasonal changes in nature affect our nature too? Tell me how it impacts you..am all ears...!



(pic courtesy for Kalbaisakhi-TrekEarth gallery)

Saturday, February 20, 2010

Another lazy afternoon...


Woke up with a big yawn, a sparkle of love and scattered dreams of yesternight..What is it that I need to do today..no cooking cuz that's done..visting Genuardi and Sabzi Mandi...oh I hate to do grocery:(

My husband told me the other day 'let's go skiing this weekend'..Now I think I was headless to say a 'no' to something like that.
Speaking of grocery again..I always wondered how my dad would go to the Indian bazaar every morning and get home fresh fish. I mean I love fish and love the way my mom cooked every delicacy..but going to the bazzar every morning? I would never do that. My dad has patience..he is NEVER tired..he is always on his toes..even when he sneezed and coughed, he would never fail to get into his shoes and go to the market. I always tried to stop him, told him what's the need really and he would answer me 'you need to eat fresh everyday..it's good for your health'. That would stop me from questioning him further..parents never listen in such an instance.

Today as I lie on my bed thousands of miles away from home, biting my nails and talking to my dad through the webcam, I asked the same question again. He said with a sigh.."I don't go every morning..I shop in the evenings on my way from the office...it's just your mom and me now.."

As we continued to speak, he sent me some pics taken on his latest camera phone (I can't tell you how excited he is with a new device). In one of them, my mom looked amazing, didn't know she looked so good in pink. Another snap made Baba (my father) look so old..his hair has grayed even more now..He will never go for a dye and rather prefers to gray with dignity. I wish I could change the way he thinks at times but gosh he is so stubborn..Don't know why but I suddenly felt so sad seeing him getting old..may be I should be around more at this time. I always see Baba as the enthusiastic, energetic man..the Mr.Dependable in our family..love his black and white photographs capturing his college days, his youth..that's how I see him even now.

This post was not really meant to talk about my parents so much...but looks like it does now! Guess this is bound to happen when you miss some people terribly and long to give a BIG hug and say "Baba, Maa, I missed you so much!"

Thursday, February 18, 2010

Don't leave it to your lizard brain..

There is something about me which I've always despised..Inconsistency. When I started writing my own blog I wanted to write a lot..so much about myself..my life..but I ended up reading other people's blogs more during this time.. I apologise to the 'inner me'..It struggles so hard with the 'outer me' and is often so upset to loose..I wish I could do something about it..

I wish I could quiet the 'Lizard Brain'..guess what, a few weeks back I read this amazing post by Seth Godin (I absolutely love the compositions of this genius). He talks about the irrationality of human behaviour. Our contradictions never end when we say we want something and end up doing something totally different..

"When an athlete just does the sport, or when a writer just writes the words, we can't help but watch, astonished at the purity of their actions. Why is it so difficult to do what we say we're going to do?

The lizard brain.."

In another words it's the resistance as Seth describes, that tells us to back off many a times. It's like struggling with a gator and not winning..Perhaps not writing for so long has been a judgement given by my lizard brain..

The lizard brain as I have come to know of is our 'old brain' that sits at the base of the skull above our spine. My friends studying evolution might know this better. It's a part of the brain that plays the survival strategy, warns us, makes us compromise with situations, with people. Now, I think..for all those times when I refused to do something or may be adapt to something more easier/convenient in life..maybe I should blame it all on my lizard brain..OR is it just another excuse for all the resistance??

Talking of adjustments..for several days I had an eye on a popular restaurant in the vicinity. Loved their website and the ambience..I even overlooked the over priced menu and kept finding excuses to dine there. Finally I did so..and to my astonishment I discovered that most of the food we ordered, was awful! I have laughed over it...trust me I did. But deep down I felt embarassed, ashamed of wanting to be somewhere so much and not expecting what I have been so far..More so, cuz I had to make the choice with the restaurant tonight. So..where is the adjustment? well.. covering it all up with a laughter, a good sense of humor and saying..yeah..we DO need to gain experiences of all kind...good and bad. So..well..it was uh..huh..Cummmon...guess it's just one of those times when I kind of curse myself for making a wrong choice. This is a petty incident..bt that just got me thinking..all over again!

Lizard Brain or not..there is always a Choice.. Don't leave it to the reptile..leave it to the chromosomes that are all human :)