Posts Tagged ‘time’

The river

May 1, 2017

Rush,rush, rush…
Around me, the seconds flow past
The minutes fly
The hours march,
The months creep slowly.
I hardly feel the year’s progress
Into the lap of what-has-been.
I live in the present…
That’s a conondrum
As with every ticking second
My present becomes the past.
As I sit here, writing,
My heart starts the next beat.
I take my next breath.
I am not what I was
When I first thought of writing this.
What a relentless river Time is.

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Time

August 20, 2014

The days pass by
Like small notes
Slipped under the door
To someone who will come home
Only later.
Later is a time that arrives
Almost at once;
And the moment that makes up the present
Becomes the past, with each tick
Of the clock;
Living only in memory.
Existing only in chronicles and history.
Life slips away
In the leaves, torn daily,
From the calendar
That mark the inexorable passage
Of time…and our lives upon this earth.

Reading poetry in solitude….

February 24, 2014

These words occurred to me:

छोटे शब्द , और उनमें कितनी गहराईया। छोटे पल , और उनमें कितनी तन्हाईयाँ।

chhotE shabd, aur unmEn kitnI gehrAyiyAn. chhOtE pal, aur unmEn kitnI tanhAyiyAn…

In Tamizh: சின்ன வார்த்தைகளில் எத்தனை அர்த்தங்கள் . சின்ன கணங்களில் எத்தனை தனிமைகள்

chinna vArthaigaLil etthanai arthangaL. china kaNaNgaLil ethhanai thanimaigaL.

Both mean…

The depths in small words, the solitudes in small moments…

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What is my definition of age?

December 26, 2013

On an FB post of mine (which is where, now, all the interesting conversations and debates happen for me….LJ is a closed door), someone asked me, “What is your definition of age?”

Hmmm….let me think.

Just…the addition of Anno Domini.

We all age, in different ways. My age does not necessarily confer wisdom or maturity on me…and if I don’t learn from experience, all the expeirience of life is just a passing show, too. Age, to me, is (nothing more than) the time elapsed since I arrived on Earth.

To me, wrinkles, white hair, lack of muscle tone, the general beginnings of complaints from various parts of the body…are part of the parcel. I do what I can to take care of myself, on a moderate level, but the rest I leave as Nature’s gifts.

What I do try to do, is to convert my life’s experiences into wisdom, maturity, and grace. That is a hard task, and I am not very successful, I am afraid.

So…to me…aging is different from maturing, and I want to do the latter…I have no control over the former.

And talking of age…do you want to see what I looked like at 24? Here…

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Which one do you like the best?

October 7, 2013

I find that I take the shots, but am often not able to decide which is the good shot and which ones can be discarded.

Here are three photos I took of trees “crowned by the colours of Fall”:

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The second:

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The third:

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Obviously, the distance in each is different. Which would YOU prefer? Let me know.

“Season of mists and mellow fruitfulness…”

October 2, 2013

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When the flowering is done..
When the seeding’s begun
When the spiders abandon
Their webs…it’s autumn
However, here they call
It by another name…fall.
Which is why, with each hour
There are less seeds on this flower…
Soon the fields will be bare..
And they’ll yield to winter’s share.

This Daylight Saving Time business…

March 10, 2013

This morning, when I woke up, I’d lost an hour. Permanently.

Why “lost an hour”? Because Daylight Saving Time (DST) went out of effect at midnight…and when I woke up at 6 am, it was already 7 am. I think, in twenty years of visiting the US, this is the first time I’ve actually been here when the time has changed (or maybe I’ve been here and it didn’t make much of a difference when there are no schedules to be followed? Can’t remember)…and it does feel weird.

And the “permanently” part? Those who live in the US will gain that lost hour back on the second Sunday in November, when DST comes back into effect. But by the end of July, I will be back in India (travelling back home will make me lose half a day, too, but more of that later), and so, I will have permanently lost this hour out of my life.

No, don’t laugh (Like did just now) and give me a reasonable, logical, scientific explanation of how I have not really lost that hour. I have lost it, and that’s all there is to it.

But I decided to google about it, and

Here

is the list of countries, listing those which use DST.

I was very surprised to find that India had used DST between 1942 and 1945! When travelling in the north-east of India, in the foothills of the Himalaya (no, I won’t say Himalayas. Him= snow, alaya= home of…it’s not homes, only one home!), I did feel that India should have different time zones….it gets dark in Arunachal Pradesh by 3.30pm, there is a severe power shortage, and having a different time zone would certainly help them utilize more daylight hours..

However, I don’t think Daylight Saving Time over the whole country would help. What we need in India is definitely more time zones…one, at least, for the hills of the north-east of India, where power shortages combine with short winter days to make people’s lives miserable.

But meanwhile, if I get up at 6.30am tomorrow morning, I don’t have an hour to go before Boodi Ma has to wake up and get ready for daycare…we are already at her getting-up time! How most of the states except Arizona (with the exception of the Navajo Nation), Hawaii and the territories of Puerto Rico, Virgin Islands, Guam, and American Samoa (the only places in the U.S. which do not observe DST but instead stay on “standard time” all year long)….manage this shift of the daily schedule, twice a year…is beyond me!

How should we value our time?

February 8, 2013

I read this interesting article:

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to get an interesting slant on how we should (and should not) value our time.

To this, a friend replied:

“The gentleman evidently doesn’t understand economics. I’m not an economist myself, but economic theory states that the rational choice in any situation is the one that provides the most value. That
naturally implies that you should have a clear understanding of the value attached to any action. That value varies from person to person — which is why my Dad would spend an hour extra in Madiwala market to save a few rupees per kg on vegetables than I would. My time is worth more to me than the 30-40 rupees that would be saved.

“Clearly, the author attaches more value to chopping wood than the cost of the firewood thus produced. But he’s wrong in saying we can’t or shouldn’t measure this value using money. Like it or not, money is our civilization’s measure of value. More accurately, whatever we measure value with becomes money. In this case, the author is willing to forgo revenue earning work in order to chop wood. Lets say he’d be able to earn $100 in that time. Therefore, the time spent chopping wood provides him with at least $100.01 worth of satisfaction. As a bonus,he also gets firewood — which just improves the value of the
transaction. In economic terms, it’s an eminently sensible decision.”

I thought about this for a while, and then responded:

“And ne’er the twain shall meet….his point seems to be that we can’t keep attaching only monetary value to the things we do…and here we are, doing just that; the point of your response seems to be that it HAS to be reduced to money value. Why is he wrong, and why do you say you are right? How do you answer the question he poses (Once money, especially in the form of hourly wage, is used as the
fundamental measure of the worth of activities, where do we stop?)>)? If I stop to cook, to sroll around a park, should I then say, I am using up time that I could be earning X rupees?

“However, I agree with you…” whatever we measure, or value with, becomes money.” However, I’d modify that….I’d say, currency, that is valid for that person. (It obviously cannot become a standard for
economic transactions.) For something to become “money”, it would have to be universally applicable.

“I do feel that attaching monetary value to our time could lead to the problem of our not wanting to “waste” time…we tend to shave off the time we have to Wake Up And Smell The Coffee, or to Stand And Stare. These are important parts of the human need, and contribute to our sum total of happiness, and these bits of time cannot be monetised.”

What are YOUR thoughts on this? How should we value our time?

PS. I am wasting MONTHS of my life, looking at the sweet smile of my grandson, spending time with my grand-daughter, and alas, I can’t even place a monetary value on it, as I won’t be earning anything but peanuts in that time!

I actually think that moments such as the author’s wood-chopping time, or my melting-at-my-grandson’s feet time, ARE the important times, for which we work, so that we can earn enough money to support us through such moments…

The last day of 2011

December 31, 2011

Is there anything special about the last day or the first day of the year? We ourselves calculate two different years, the Anno Domini and the Tamizh year…and I know several more….Parsi, Hindi, Bengali, and so on…I personally feel that it would be logical to begin the year in springtime, not in mid-winter…but a procession of Roman emperors saw to it that whether or not people have a white Christmas, in many parts of the world, they will have a white New Year.

Oh well..on the last day of 2011, we didn’t want to let go of our regular trail, even though the cyclonic weather further in Pondicherry (sorry, Puthucheri) cast a cloudy pall on our own weather. Bundling up warmly, Chandu, Santosh, Vaibhav and I went to my favourite zoo area in the Bannerghatta National Park. This is probably the one forest in India, apart from Gir, where one can hear the lions roar as one wanders around! It’s a different matter that the lions are in captivity in the Zoo….but the noise is rather chilling to newcomers, and thrilling to children!

One of the highlights was seeing this

BLACK-NAPED ORIOLE:

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Here are some of the other sights…

It was nice to observe that the windmill in the zoo area was going nicely…good to see a clean, sustainable energy source!

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These weeds in the quarry pond looked beautiful:

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Here are the others:

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Having bricked up the opening, JLR have not removed the board pointing to their Hillview Restaurant, resulting in a funny sign:

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The birds we saw:

ROSY PASTOR

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COMMON HAWK CUCKOO

(from a distance, we kept having doubts about this bird’s id, confusing it with a Shikra, especially seeing the way it flew, hunting. Now I now why it’s called a “hawk” cuckoo.)

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BOOTED WARBLER:
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SMALL GREEN BEE-EATER;

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INDIAN BUSHLARK:

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PURPLE-RUMPED SUNBIRD:

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RED-WHISKERED BULBUL:

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SCALY-BREASTED MUNIA:

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BLACK-NAPED ORIOLE:

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a Black-naped Oriole Motorcycle:

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ASHY DRONGO:

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PIED KINGFISHER:

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PURPLE SUNBIRD

(scratching itself busily!)

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SMALL BLUE KINGFISHER:

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POND HERON:

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The mammals we saw included three mongoose, crossing our path rapidly, a black-naped hare, some Chital that we spotted by peeping over the zoo wall, and this

GAUR:

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(Yes, it was going to, and it did.)

The bird list actually was:

Babbler, Jungle
Barbet, Coppersmith
Barbet, White-cheeked
Bee-eater, Small Green
Bulbul, Red-vented
Bulbul, Red-whiskered
Bushchat, Pied
Bushlark, Indian
Bushlark, Jerdon’s
Cormorant, Little
Crow, Jungle
Crow, House
Dove, Laughing
Dove, Spotted
Drongo, Ashy
Drongo, Black
Drongo, White-bellied
Egret, Cattle
Egret, Little
Flowerpecker, Pale-billed
Flycatcher, Asian Paradise
Flycatcher, Tickell’s Blue
Flycatcher, White-browed Fantail
Francolin, Grey
Heron, Pond
Hoopoe, Common
Iora, Common
Kingfisher, Pied
Kingfisher, Small Blue
Kingfisher, White-breasted
Kite, Brahminy
Kite, Common
Lapwing, Red-watled
Munia, Scaly-breasted
Myna, Common
Myna, Jungle
Oriole, Black-naped
Parakeet, Rose-ringed
Pigeon, Blue Rock
Pipit, Paddyfield
Prinia, Ashy
Prinia, Plain
Robin, Indian
Roller, Indian
Shikra
Shrike, Bay-backed
Shrike, Brown
Shrike, Long-tailed
Silverbills, Indian
Sparrow, House
Starling, Rosy
Sunbird, Purple-rumped
Swallow, Barn
Swallow, Red-rumped
Swallow, Wire-tailed
Tailorbird, Common
Treepie, Rufous
Wagtail, Pied
Warbler, Blyth’s Reed
Warbler, Booted
Warbler, Greenish Leaf

And the mammals list was

Chital
Gaur, Indian
Hare, Black-naped
Mongoose, Common

We did not sight any crocodiles today…not sunny enough for them to bask on the rocks!

I leave you with the sacred markings of this little shrine under a huge banyan tree….wish you all the best for the years ahead!

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All pics with the MLC….

Steve Jobs, 1955-2011

October 17, 2011

A lot of people impact the world in many ways…but some also have that elusive quality…charisma. One such, I think, was Steve Jobs.

One of the best accounts of Jobs’ life that I’ve read was in Time magazine:

click here to read it

Portrays him well, warts and all. The photo essay in the same issue is also stunning. I suppose all of you would have read it, and seen it…but still….

At almost the same time, Dennis Ritchie’s death didn’t seem to make many waves, though it must have been a loss to many geeks.