Yet each man kills the thing he loves,
By each let this be heard,
Some do it with a bitter look,
Some with a flattering word,
The koward does it with a kiss,
The brave man with a sword!"
                     oscar wilde , the ballad of reading gaol

When was the last that I thought of you...I know not...but am I the one who goes alone on this path...and should I but care only a little for the souls that follow or those as march ahead?

Mode C is a way of life, perhaps my way of life: C for Cool, C for Cold, C for Chaos, C for Calvin. Ultimately, all of it boils down to the way you look at things. Are they not how they are but just how they appear?? No...and yes...Almost all the seriously critical fundamental concepts of life...aren't they just the bogies under Calvin's bed that he is afraid of? Miss Wormwood, Susie, Mom and Dad, and of course above all, Hobbes...aren't they all merely the means that he uses to attack these bogies?

Reflecting on 'living the Calvin way', I have started to believe that life and our reaction to it can only be explained by a number of Calvin and Hobbes strips combined together. The philosophy, as I like to call it, is to know that you are not alone. It is not just my perspective alone that is going to help me fight my bogies. I will be able to inch towards the Calvin way only when I perceive the other perspectives on my way.

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Thursday, August 23, 2007
Am I back or what???

Over the period that I have been absent from this space, I have been dead and re-born so many number of times that I have absolutely lost count. I never thought that I will be writing about all this but given the amount of time that I have at my disposal and given the fact that I can't make better use of this time at office, here I am, ready to recount what has been the most memorable episode of my small life so far.

It all started with one of my friends' mother having passed away and my decision to visit him and his family in this bad time and offer whatever solace I could. After much dilly-dallying between the 6AM and 11AM flight, I finally booked the tickets for the early morning flight. Since it would have been too early to sleep and get up again, I just decided to give the good old bed a miss. It must have been the lack of sleep that convinced me that taking my car along would be a bad idea since I would have to pay a heavy parking fee. After much deliberation, I decided to take my flatmate's brother along on my bike so that he could get it back once I got off at the airport.

So far, the idea seemed to be pretty okay at the face of it but it soon turned into a nightmare. As I climbed up the long, curved South Extension flyover, I had no idea what waited for me at the other end of the flyover. As it turned out, it was a car standing right in the middle of the flyover without any lights or idicator, apparently doing nothing else but waiting for disaster to happen...and happen it did!

Since I couldn't possibly see the car before I had very closely approached its rear, I went ahead and did what anyone would have been forced to do, that is, dashed into the bloody car with applomb. A few hours later, I was lying on the bed at AIIMS Trauma Center with a borken hip and a broken shoulder, having been refused admission to AIIMS General Hospital, since mine was a special trauma case. Sounds big, doesn't it?

It was big, and it has been four and a half months since that fateful day, with two of those months spent in an unrelenting zero-movement posture on the hospital bed and another two and a half spent under the loving care of my parents at home. I managed to join work just day before yesterday and though still walking on crutches, things are looking up for me, finally. All the while I was at home recuperating, I had been thinking of writing a blog on the many things that had been going through my mind in the hospital. I had even thought of a number of titles for the post, the most kinky of them being "43 days of nakedness".

Somehow, with some complications like Peroneal Nerve Palsy and Avascular Necrosis (look them up on the net if you want, pretty scary things) creeping up, I could never get started on the post. It is only now that things are somewhat rosier and I have sat down for this writeup. I don't know when the next post is going to come because I am wiser now, having made one too many unrealized promises.

Posted at 10:01 am by Nitai

August 29, 2007   03:33 PM PDT
gud to see u back in action.
August 29, 2007   07:48 PM PDT
Hey baba.. sorry to hear bout ur accident.. get well and bounce back soon dost
August 30, 2007   09:52 AM PDT
Thanks bhail log! It has been the prayers and wishes of family and friends that I have been able to get back to this position.

October 22, 2007   09:41 PM PDT
bhai.. yeh kya haal bana liya? hope everythg is fine now. came to know abt ur accident just last sat. hows everythg now?

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