Bliss.

Thursday, November 21, 2024
Rural Rambles?
Saturday, July 13, 2024
Down Memory Lane
Memory is a funny fair weather friend
It’s mysterious ways we are still unable to fully comprehend
Old and forgotten relics from the past
Are etched in our soul hard and fast.
Yet yesterday’s meal or the morning news
The ever vigilant brain comes up with a sheepish excuse.
A childhood relic, a sweet memory of a bygone age,
Our clever little brain seems to open up just the right page.
The answer lies in those powerful thoughts,
The emotions that connect the dots,
The feelings that make us remember every single detail,
Are the reason we reminisce every nostalgic tale.
Friday, July 5, 2024
In Another World
Wednesday, June 5, 2024
Rediscovering, restarting, re-emerging.
It's been so long since I did this, I'm not even sure if I know how to do this anymore. But maybe I can give it a try, for old times' sake.
So I somehow finished my postgraduation in Pediatrics. I say somehow, because I feel PG is just one step in the direction of Pediatrics. There's so much more to be learnt, along the way. It's a constant effort and one needs to keep at it to be updated as well as to keep recollect what we have read. There's also some difference between how things are done in different setups. Govt Vs Corporate Vs semi-private/community hospitals. Not that the essentials change, but the finer details probably. I'm reminded of how my professors at MMC would say how we would learn how things work once we go "out there".
It’s also been a learning experience for so many other reasons. Learning to live in a different town, trying to understand two different languages (whilst questioning yourself why your Kannada is not sufficient), learning to co-habit with another individual, understanding their way of life while also retaining the way you do things usually, and of course learning to share responsibilities, preparing healthy, wholesome meals (when possible), learning to live away from “home” and trying to build your own home in a different land and of course, learning to try and be there for your family despite the distance. I think the last bit is the hardest. But I’m trying.
Thankfully, the work environment is positive and encouraging, my senior colleagues are accommodative and supportive. I also enjoy being involved in the day to day Pediatric care and watching kids get better and go home. :)
Apart from the usual activities of cooking up interesting meals and taking walks in and around campus, I also dabble in art. It’s quite therapeutic to indulge in something that comes so naturally to me and I enjoy it for the process; if not for the outcome.
On the reading front, I haven’t been reading a lot to be honest. I’ve got a nice shelf with a couple of books lined up but I think I’m mostly exhausted at the end of the day so I drift off to sleep before I make much progress. I’ve now started “Before the coffee gets cold” and let’s see how that goes.
Leaving you with a few images from in and around where I live.
Wednesday, May 1, 2024
A Breath, At Last.
Tiny and blue, she began her first innings in the ICU.
A frequent visitor; the nebulizer was her healing amulet,
To her, the IV Lines and oxygen masks were nothing new.
Bubbly and bright, she greeted everyone in her sight,
The apple of her mother’s eye;
There wasn’t a treatment they didn’t try,
Yet the little one was always cheerfully high.
A constant worry about the future,
A test was done to reveal the disease nature,
It was a faulty gene they said,
Going on, it would be a rocky road ahead.
Yet another episode came and went,
Each time making a slow but steady dent,
Until her poor lungs could no longer pay this oxygen rent,
Every cell in her body was thoroughly spent.
In delirium she spoke of a happier place,
Perhaps there would be a garden at this unknown place,
She hoped she could breathe at a slower pace then,
And thus retired the brave girl to a heavenly embrace.
Written in memory of Darshini a 15 year old girl, a regular at Cheluvamba Hospital who was a case of Primary Ciliary Dyskinesia.
Darshini fought bravely until her untimely death. Will always remember her for walking into the PG doctors room and making conversation with us, asking us random questions, with a wide toothy smile.
Rest in Peace. ❤️🙏🏼
Thursday, January 18, 2024
The Bride Ride
Just a young girl on her solo trip,
Not so long ago, I thought I would give marriage the slip,
Happy I was in my own little world
Little did I know how life unfurled.
Always been my dad’s lil girl,
To my own tunes, I would twist and twirl,
Mom’s dearest pet I was, a long time ago,
Never realised I would one day find my beau.
A new lilt in every tune, a spring in every step I take,
A reason to smile every morning as I wake,
A new journey with a partner, equal and beyond,
A companion to cherish a precious bond.