....The Transit into Time ....

 

....Day  in  &  Day  out  ....Exit  &  Entry  ....People  Come  &  Go  ....In  one  moment  you  are  a part  &  parcel &  in another  parted  ....the  Consult  seat  is Occupied  ...the  ailment  being  dealt  ....the  pathos  & ethos of  the  Occupant  all  well heard  ...a  formulation Concocted  & a much  needed service  rendered  ...the  process  of involvement  into a foreign  situation  pertaining  to  the  Occupant :  now  ur  own  as  u  render  the  service  with  all  hope  &  prayer  to  the almighty ....as if  a movie  scene is  on  ....then , in a moment Consigned  to  the past  : The Transit  into  time  ....the  short  span : the  present  :  a  fleeting  moment  now  ....as people get attached  &  detached ...the  moment  surreal ...the  gain temporary &  the  Loss  permanent ....the reduction to  a thought  of  a  machine  ...the  machine  like  precision of a  delivery forcefully imposed  ....as  we  fade  into  the  vortex of  time  ....

But  then  again  the eastern board  is  lit  up  again ...the  Coolwaters  of  the morn  sea simmering ...its  Dawn ...the Sun  wud  rise again , inject  a sense of belonging  &  fruitfulness , the dinghys  swaying &  the  Birds soaring ...the  purposefulness of  a  permanency now  well  writ  as u  have to  get  ur act  together  ....however  transient ......the  Chimera of  Timelessness to  be felt  again  ....!!!!

...The faithful.....

.....The finite will glide into infinity....nd  its  a   matter  of   time....yet  the  Sun  wud  rise everyday emanating  its   warm   rays of sustenance ,ushering   into the  Day of positivity ,driving humanity to a  march  of  continuity....with the setting  Sun ,yet another day consummated....of human endeavour  & achievements

....consigned to the vortex of history....the passage   of  time   ...the journey to infinity....the  rootlessness  as  you are  drawn  into  the  vortex of timelessness......in  unison  with  Mother Nature as one wud gasp & grasp holding her tight into oblivion.....

...The timeless  Sun & its  Exaltation to  the  highest altar of reverence  amongst  the  Faithfuls : Mortals , in abject Surrender  in  ablution to the constant  source of  Energy  &  Positivity......as Dusk will prevail .... heralding the Salutations.....a cord & note  is  struck :of a showering  of the Blessings of  the  Omnipotent & Omniscient until the Break of  Dawn .....!!!!!

   

The Beckoning Sahyadris....

The Ravines Of Sahyadris are fresh  in  memory, difficult  to  Shrug  it  off  as  it  Revisits in the  mind's eye...the detours beeseeching  & its  a matter  of  time  only  till we proceed....As  the Festive  months  wearOn ,  there  is allround gaiety, as the first  step  to  Homeland yet again for  the  Umpteenth time will  continue shortly   ....the  unmistakable  sprightly gait as you trudge  briskly on  the  heavily carpetted  Airport out  of  the  Aircraft , dashing  towards Immigration  Arrivals...the  feeling inexplicable...the spirit soaring  high like a falcon in its  own territory...a  girdle  of Majestic  Hills, Ravines  , Gorges...the air  enbalming  many a  tired spirit  .....!!!!
 

Mahalaya , Gandhi Jayanti & Lal Bahadur Shastri Jayanti

 Three  auspicious  events  in  a  single day  ....a  rare coincidence ...Mahalaya will invoke  The Goddess Eternal for  Her triumph  over  the Evil  :  Mahishasur : the  ushering  of  Devi Paksha the  Fortnite , signalling  a finale  to  PitriPaksha where a  fortnite  of  daily  offerings  and  remembrance  of  our  Forefathers  who  are  no  more  would culminate .....Mythical India , Mystical India , Spiritual India : the fountain head of  her  host  many  Cultural Connotations , an embodiment  of  a Spirit withstanding the  ravages of  time   and  transcending  millenia after millenia ,,,as  people  wud  celebrate  NavaRatri in different  States of  India until Bijoy Dasami : Dussehra where the  Evil  will be finally abolished  &  Banished  from  a billion heart...Such  is  the  deep rooted  faith entwined  in  our  system .....

As  we remember  the Birth anniversary of The Father  of  The  Nation  Gandhiji  &   Lal Bahadur Shastri the  2nd Prime Minister of free India both worthy  sons  of  Mother India , the day assumes Collosal significance laced  with  "Mahalaya" the advent  of Devi Durga & time  for  Celebrations & Festivities .... 

These are National festivals touching all  communities & hues  ....

The Indianess in all  of  us  come  to  the  fore  when  we  greet  each  other on National festivities irrespective  of Community  , Caste  &  Creed  ....

We are truly happy  here  as  the majority practice Universality & in  the Heart of Hearts Indian ....

The Healing touch .....

...The "Mendhuru" ( Noon) Sun records   now 37  to  39'C  regularly , the  Electronic display @ the beach would suggest  , the  Splash & Dive will provide  the  much  needed  succour as Breakers  after Breakers  would  bring ambient  saline surf for a much needed Holiday  of a Friday....relentless & Occasional Cool Cool water  wud be a surprise  though...transiently ...Wonder  how  tht  happens  as  the  better  part  of  the  Large  body  of  water  is  warm  under  the  relentless  Sun in  full  Glory  ....the  warm  swell would however  dominate ....The sea underneath is a Calm, of a poise, cut off from the  surface decibels of breakers  and   people  around , as U stretch , dive  in , the saline entering your Nostrils  and  Ears a natural  decongestant as  you surface  up  ....Certain things  don't change & truly it  didn't  change  :  the  regularity  of  the  Waxing  &  waning  of  the  surf ...as year after  year as we are in a tango  with a faithful partner : the sea...never  ceases  to  mesmerize  ...never ever temporary ....a solid partnership of Unison in Nature's bounty ....!!!!

The rains are here

 Blinding rains  are  here ....thunder  &  Lightning .... the  19  th  arrival frm  India  amidst  heavy  downpour hv set  the  tone  for a blistering  Monsoonal  attack  of  "Hulanghu"  in  local  parlance  ....

Having  witnessed  rains in  the  far   southern atolls  two decades back ....its  no  difft......the onslaught  &  its degree same ....

The  sea swells &  travel  risky  .....

The array of Tea packets  both  bought  &  Gifted hv added  a stability of  familiar  &  usual  feel  so  meticulously  cultivated  thruout ....the seasonal  rains  hv just  added a fillip to  the  flagging  soul , the  cup  of  tea   with  an assortment  & array of  a  choice  , a  gift of a fmly frnd  so  well  acknowledged  and  ensconsed  in  the  heart  ...

As the  flts over  the  Laccadive  sea increases in  freq  with Mumbai  skyline  bringing cheers , an umpteenth  time  a feeling  of  well  being  &  belonging  to  a city which is  Home  now  ....Tru :  Home  is  where  the Heart is ..!!!

The End of an Era

 Obituary to  the  Doyen of surgery Prof Narendra Prasad  formerly Prof & HOD surgery PMCH , Patna .

Sir always donned the  white apron , seldom we students saw  him  in formals ....the  Doctors coat was long , the  extremities  well  draped....he was  the  busiest Surgeon around , his colleagues and contemporary being Prof Motilal singh , Prof A A Hai , Prof OP  shah to name  a few .... He  embodied an inspiration & awe for young medicos who at  some point of  time  wanted  to  be a Narendra  Prasad , such  was  his  personality  of  enigma , laced  with Hard,  Hard work and  ultimate professionalism in an era  where Medical instrumentation had just  seen  the  light of  the  day ....we  used to  say Bailey Love  ,  K  das and  S  das in  the same  breath as Prof Dr Narendra Prasad . It  was sheer  number  of  successful  general  surgery  he  used  to  churn  out  on  daily  basis  either  be  it  in  PMCH or  at Alok Nursing  Home . his  personae  was that  of  a lightning : Sharp , Swift , Decisive The hallmark  of a Great surgeon .....this  was further augmented  by  the  twinkle in  his  eyes whenever  he  dwelt  on a topic , leaning  with  his  aproned  arms on  the  LT desk , a  fast applied  approach  to  Clinical  surgery with a smile of  ever  oozing  confidence so  so  very  much essential  for  a practitioner  of  Surgery ....

Prof Narendra  Prasad was a Cynosure of all  eyes  when  he  moved  in  the campus & we Medicos  definitely were awe struck  by  his stature .

As He passes  away , his  Legacy  will be remembered with  thousands  being  touched  in  their  Lives by Narendra  Babu....He will always be  remembered  by  we  Medicos as a solid Pillar of Professionalism & Hard  work , a benchmark of  diligent application to a discipline ....Rest  in  Peace Sir , deeply mourned by all of us ......

Makar Sankranti

 ...the  bone  chilling  Bihar  cold  ...as we siblings  huddle  near  Ma  over  the  Earthen heath  where " Makar Sankranti" preparations  are  underway ... the  kitchen is  warm and  definitely  Ma is  sweating  and  toiling  over  the  heat  of  the  oven ....the  crackling  sound  of  the  ground  rice  paste milky  white  in color  spread  evenly  over  the  pan  diligently  being  spread  over  the  edges  with  a cut brinjal with  its  stalk serving  as  a handle  to  smoothly  outline  the  paste as it starts  crackling  over  the  simmering  heat : this  would  serve  as  the  wrap over  a sweetened  cheese with  condiments  and  grated  coconut , the  preparation  in  bengal  being  called  "Patisaapta". All  eyes  are  glued  as the  delicacy is  special  on  this  particular  Sankranti  occasion. As  we  eat the  hot  preparation : the  ethereal  experience  well  etched  in memory  .....Ah ! Memories  ....Ma :  Her Golden hand  of  a Culinary  skill  unparalleled  &  irreplaceable : Laced  with  her  stellar  preparations was her  Love , bountiful &  in  all Munificence ...the  thin  pair  of  hands  with equally  thin  Golden Bangles  wearing  off over  the  years while  managing  her family with  elan  ....The  unmistakable  "Payas"was  the  Cynosure of all  eyes  and She  had  a  formidable  reputation  in  that  &  we  brothers had a disputed  stake over  the utensils  in  which  it  was prepared as the Payas  tasted  lot  more when partaken from the  utensil directly ....We called  the festivity more as Til Sankranti which held a spl place in our young hearts thanks to the delicacies .....