e-Nuske thought up during the walking trips

Never download a document that is .rar(ed) and is a few hundred kbs long. Chances are you are extracting a trojan that will first shut down your security systems and then close your windows explorer altogether.

Never wear floaters on a rainy day. It doesnt feel as good when you slip on that marble floor as you feel about yourself when you walk across it safely. Dont know if builders gloss this on as a hidden sense of humor when they "polish" the floors.

Never say " Sorry" if you dont mean it.

Never teach someone else that true love doesnt exist. Its more frightening to stop believing in love altogether than to have loved and not be loved in return. The other person may not be as unlucky as you....

Always...always clean up your temporary internet files....they slow down your computer like anything and are equivalent to popcorn and dust and crumpled pieces of paper you find on your bed when you come home to sleep.

Use Crap cleaner...use Glary utilities...use Chrome or Firefox....Freeware thats unmatched..just be sure you tick off the boxes fot saved passwords and safety information unless you remember your Passwords well.

Give a name to your computer....Mine present one is that little thing in brain keeping memories....And I love him....

Remember mostly everyone will run to save their asses on the line of fire....If you end up burning yours for a change...the biggest source of heat is actually the collective heat generated from the envy of all those who choose to secure theirs...

Lose your temper...but never sell your soul.

Fall in love....If you really fall well enough you will rise in it...Believe it...even if you dont get a chance to live in it.

Take all the time to haggle with big store keepers...dont bicker over a rupee with a Rickshaw puller or a Peanut Vendor......

And importantly...indulge in safe clean cheap foods....you dont know just how much one small treat of you and your friends can contribute to the monthly income of a peaut seller....Most of them feed 6 mouths with less than three thousand a month....

Understand that loving somebody doesnt translate to living with somebody.

Choose a song that you want to listen...then hear it in a loop till you get bored of it....If you dont hate it after that, the song is immortal...

"Comfortably Numb" is one that actually fits into this category....

Dont eat with your Laptop on your lap.

Dont be afraid of asking questions....

Be afraid of asking questions that you feel you will know if you think about it for a while.....

Give credit to even a municipal worker who does his job well.....

Remember when you have forgiven someone who meant a lot to you but really mistreated you, and you still like him/her, its the highest form of emotion you can have....

If you ever see a baby and not smile from within, you are missing something desperately....

If your shoes smell in winter, wash them. Dont buy new socks.

If you are a Doctor, dont let the thought of neurocysticercosis enter your mind each time you eat a salad....

That is, if you ever eat Salad.

Never go for prenatal sex detection...if you are educated and you resort to this, you are the lowliest meanest insect on this planet...equivalent to serial rapists and pedophiles.....

People who speak a lot may sound light but they actually have fewer things to hide....

Read good literature.....but if you dont draw that line, it could mean you defending a lot that is inhuman....that is exactly what good literature s all about...the reddest poison apple.

Never fall shy of praising someone worthy....Never praise someone you dont like out of propriety....have a spine....

Read Harry Potter.....all of them...before you decide to gift them to a child.

Never be ashamed to stand up for a just cause.

Price Of Propreity

No wonder you wont get your things back when you post messages like the following when you lose your transparent vinyl mug, your purple umbrella, your rubber 3 inches tall cushioned slippers, your black Puma sweat-shirt in the Hostel....

To WHOMSOEVER it may Concern

I have lost my ................on day.......hanging/ lying on..........If anyone has mistakenly taken it kindly return it to me in Room number.......

Thank You.

( Doesnt concern those who might have deliberately taken it, does it....No wonder, I have never got back the things I have mentioned in such formats....and I can bet none of those who write like this in this almost semi-self-apologetic tone ever get it back either.....)

Relapse

One more time the maddening gush through veins, the air hot heavy and humid then, its crisp and icy now, legs thick with the blood of steps hurriedly taken to meet someone urgently in the ether of ones memories, now steps walking, not so much with the aim of reaching so much as passing by, or leaning away from, the rivulets of memories that run on the windowpane of life on a typical Cuttack rainy night.

I am here, in the north territory of India, with an identity I never thought I could take on, with the crassiest hindi that I speak right now even before I learnt to speak hindi properly...I remember those days of madness, of colours red and black, of anger, passion, of limits.

God I have aged now. My fingers have rusted over the tapping of the plastic keys, my computer, my faithful old servant creaks when I arch his back and silently goes on bearing the brunt of my tepid moods these days....dragging along the gigabytes of rubbish (read books) I have shoved into his pits...he still lives me by...through mindless hindi movies I choose to now find amusement in, and force myself to drown my time in them, looking for an excuse to the insufficiency of time.

And worst the pounds of baggage I now carry within myself, within and without...as I set to work. Day after day.....lack of time is a blessing in disguise. I would probably dead of an excess of it by now.

I have aged. But I am back. And this time I wont burn it again. Same name, same address...a new me?

Rather its Me Newly...(over croaking keyboard, swollen ankles, eyes minus the special effects, grin minus the mischief, response minus the inner circuit analysis)

Its still me, no doubt.

Three years lapse in life...time, space, conviction, beliefs, principles, rejection, realisation, fight, anger, hunger, craze, love, disappointment, struggle....parameters have undergone their individual paradigm shifts.

Still intact. In one piece.

Three years thus.

Ever Yours,

Sucharita Ray.
Physician
Rohtak, Haryana.