Happy Birthday !!! Monsieur Vincent Van Gogh

Happy Birthday Vincent van Gogh !!!!!!!! on loop today .... this song ....may we All ...at least ....bow our heads and spend some time ...thinking about ...one so Great... he never stopped doing what he Loved ...and Eternity Stands Indebted to That Pure and Talented and Persevering Soul ...who Never Stopped pouring his Soul onto canvass ....which we look at ....years later and it never fails to Hit Home ....his Soul Shining Through...just like a Star ...


Starry, starry night
Paint your palette blue and grey
Look out on a summer's day
With eyes that know the darkness in my soul
Shadows on the hills
Sketch the trees and daffodils
Catch the breeze and the winter chills
In colours on the snowy linen land

Now I understand
What you tried to say to me
And how you suffered for your sanity
And how you tried to set them free
They would not listen
They did not know how
Perhaps they'll listen now

Starry, starry night
Flaming flowers that brightly blaze
Swirling clouds and violet haze
Reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue
Colours changing hue
Morning fields of amber grain
Weathered faces lined in pain
Are soothed beneath the artists' loving hand

Now I understand
What you tried to say to me
And how you suffered for your sanity
And how you tried to set them free
They would not listen
They did not know how
Perhaps they'll listen now

For they could not love you
But still your love was true
And when no hope was left inside
On that starry, starry night
You took your life as lovers often do
But I could have told you Vincent
This world was never meant for one as beautiful as you

Like the strangers that you've met
The ragged men in ragged clothes
The silver thorn of bloody rose
Lie crushed and broken on the virgin snow

Now I think I know
What you tried to say to me
And how you suffered for your sanity
And how you tried to set them free
They would not listen
They're not listening still
Perhaps they never will...

miles to go before i zzzzzzzzz or plot twist ;) ;)

most of us think of ...miles to go before I zzzzz and miles to go before I zzzzzzzz ...
and then on the day of the accident ...a decade ago ...the last thought I had ...seconds before my head hit the road was ....this is IT ...it's over ...I didn't even get time to think of my 5 and 2 year olds ....
when I became conscious ...in a matter of a minute and realised ...all those comments about weight gain were Spot On...all that gorging on snacks in the college canteens had snaked up on me ...so much that ...I could not even get up from the road ....total sloth like I had become.....it's when I realised ...something is not right with my right hand ....my hand is so rubber like and extends beyond my knee ...and rotates 360degrees ..... suddenly the funniest of thoughts started coming to me ....I felt no pain for 20 minutes ...I scooped up my rubber like hand and placed it in my lap after a bit...

and wondered if my veins had got an exercise of a Lifetime ??? were they stretched to breaking point in the time I took to reconcile to ...the lengths my hand had travelled to...again once in a life time like ....

and then it hit me ...just got back after a 8year break and this is my waterloo ....
then I thought ....it nearly had reached a point of plot twist ...
where instead of saying miles to go etc .... the last line would be
grasshopper .... spent most of her time on earth ....pontificating and pontificating and pontificating ....LMAO ...
that's when I saw the husband going bonkers about his bike and I was like Martians and their response to a crisis ....epic-ly moronic .... what if I had kicked the bucket just sitting there ...what if there was some internal bleeding or something like that ...
I think the minute the humour and hysteria went out ...reality hit with a cloud burst kind of thundercloud ...if there is some such phenomenon...
then the pain hit me and my funny thoughts vamoosed

and I thought 'the whoever' who said that labour pains are the worst ....had no clue about broken bones Ever LOL
I just read the words Plot Twist a few minutes ago ....ergo ...my dark humour ...surfaced ....out of the blue :D

P.S : ergo for my 3rd operation when the plate on my radius and the rod in my humerus were extracted...I had black and blue bruises on the upper arms where they must have held tight .....to extract the rod that had been there for more than a year and I had a few stitches right from my shoulder to my wrist .... However I went with the humour and did not take a single dose of painkiller after I became conscious ....the doctor told me it is important for the swelling to reduce ... I said no thankyou ....I will take watermelon and pineapple juice for it .... he rolled his eyes and went away ...he knew my weird ways by then ....

PPS : the head of a pvt college near my house and her gang used 'the accident' to get the Nth degree of Paisa Vasool ok paisa means money and vasool means to get,extract, demand forcefully, and a few more meanings ok ....
however Paisa Vasool 'taken together' mean to get one's money's worth ..... a best fit to describe Shylock ...the character coined by The Famous Bard

1st I had given the college ...a written request that I would need some support with leave and work etc If I joined full time as I was due for operations ...which they did not give me ...they would not let me write to the Univ HQ for leave and at the college level they did all kinds of hanky panky

2nd they put me in the exam dept ...where lifting paper bundles took a heavy toll on my hands and my shoulder ...

3rd and the nastiest ...I could go all teary if people asked about my hand
and
ever so often when I needed something or had something important to discuss...they would bring up the topic of my hand and upset me ...till I got wise to their sic deviousness and the tears turned into Smirks ...ohhhhh it would irritate them no end LOL
ergo ... in the extreme short run and in the long long ...long run ...when we humans ...unlike Keynes notion(of we are all dead in the long run) ...are Still Alive ...we can think of Tragedies as Comedies and laugh at various aspects of the tragedy and our ignoramus foolish reactions to the tragedy

the interim short run period is when we get upset and tend to tear up ...however society is soooooooooooooooooooooo full of Sand Paperish Parasites ....they toughen one up so very well ...for free .... LOL LOL LOL

28 March 2017 .... thoughts in hindi :)

aaj subah ek baaz ko ek kabootar ko maarteh hue dekha ....
niyati mei yahi reeth hain ...aur uss ko krurta nahin kehte ...
ped ka kaatna Aam hain ...yahi sadiyon se chali aa rahi pratha hain
sainkadon pedon se ladhi hui neev ... iss saare jahan mei sainkadon imaraton ko abb bhi sambhale hue hain ....
koi pedh ko uss ke kaatne wale par dalon se ya phalon se chott pohonchate hue nahin dekha ya suna ....
woh pedh bhi janti hain ...ke shayad ussi din ke liye jee rahe hain .....
Galat uss ped ko katne mei nahin hain ... aur pedon ka na lagane mei hain ....
Aur Gaur karne wali baat yeh hain ...Ke ...har ek katte hue pedh ne ...na kabhi intekam kiya, na royeh, na bhag gaye, na uff ki ....
aur yeh kehna ke koi pedh ke chaun mei baith kar, uss pedh ko istamal kar rahein hain ...Shayad yeh uss Pedh ki Tauheen hogi ...
kyun ke joh apni saari umar katne ke liye ...jee jaan laga kar aasman ki aur badte hain ...unnko hum insaan ...shahadat dete hain ....
kyun ke jab bhi koi ..kahin iss duniya ke koi koone mei ek kitaab kholteh hain ...kahin koi pedh amar ho jati hain ...

thoughts on 28/3/18

it's strange how Serendipity always has a Positive spin to it ....
I have been trying to get the elder child to start preparing for his 12th grade exams in October ... he first answered ....is it sooo necessary ...I have finished 10th and studying further is such a bore ....then it was ...Please give me some more time ...I will finish them next March .... and so many more interesting excuses and citing of Rich Dad Poor Dad and mega melodrama ...
I was thinking how tough home-schooling is at times ....If the child does not want to learn ...
and then 3 days back .....Learning came wrapped as an online IQ Quiz he wanted help with ...it's a game and he wanted my help to win it and earn a little money on a daily basis ....yesterday we won and today again we won ... so the deal is ...I help him answer the questions and he starts preparation ...

why brickbats for FB are mega scaled as compared to stingy or absent praise for FB's help,reach and social initiatives

everyday I check my memories on FB and today I saw a post about FB introducing Safety Check in Pakistan last year ...to help people affected by the tragedy there  ....Safety Check has helped people in quite a few countries during natural and man made calamities and tragedies....

social media ...spl FB did help during so many calamities ....I hardly hear reports of the reach and change a page like HONY has thanks to FB ... or reports about ....so many social causes FB supports ....
during Startup Weekend Bahrain... I was in a team designing a free app which would get the expertise that the end users would use through crowdsourcing...not once did any of us think of the end users as being products ...
I doubt the design of FB was exploitative .... people are free to give feed back to improve FB services ....how many tech people and design people do give feed back ???
the very minute I sign up for a social media platform and post snaps ....and if anyone googles my name ...there is a chance those snaps might pop up ....I am sure we the educated should be aware of this liability when we sign up and use social media no??
why only brickbats ....
why no kudos of this scale when a social media platform got people together and helped bring about social change for the good ....

walk into a hospital and we get a permanent number that we have to furnish for each subsequent visit ...all our information is stored with them...
shop in any store in any mall and can you finish paying the bill without disclosing your phone number ????

heights was .....last year in Bahrain i got a call from a professional tution class or cram classes for my son....for spl coaching after school in math ....they were even open to coming home to teach one to one ...I asked how they got my number and very naïvely they told me the truth ...

the school had given out my personal number to this org ....i was shocked at how classified information was being misued by a Lazy teacher ...the maths teacher who was also the class teacher had 5 students in the 8th grade and had major issues with explanation and her work load ....
that is when i thought ...we pay through our nose for this expensive school and the class teacher fibs about most things ....was disliked by all her students and also gave out our personal numbers for a commission and an easy time in class ....
i will rather homeschool ...than pay so much and work full time with my child's school syllabus ...
a few months later a new Principal joined and he was very helpful and explained things very well to us about shifting and getting a school run by the same trust in India ....when explaining he mentioned ...how the rule about setting up schools in India is such that ...profits made by a school have to be channelled back into the school ...ergo the Bahrain branch was a loss making branch as compared to the other branches in the GCC ....ergo that trust was sending money from India and other places in the GCC to keep the Bahrain branch functioning .... hence he was going to stop the 8th grade from continuing with 5 students ....his observation rightly was that ....such a small class was detrimental to the students and faculty .... I thought that a wise move on his part ... I was glad that finally the school had got a sensible person at the helm ....and hoped things would improve ...
however
we as a civilisation are........moronic and tragic

Random Thought

Sigh ...Mother Nature ....the rich trample you and you torture the poor farmer ...not fair....