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Sweaty Betty

Our weighing machine has a mind of its own. It is cranky to say the least. When you go to it with lot of hope, it will make it a point to disappoint you, like it is wholly aware of its powers to create dismay. On some days when I return from my workout and come to it with lot of pleas, it appears to indulge me. Last few weeks I have been working out (either in classes or running) quite regularly having been inspired by Haruki Murakami's book on running, fitness and its general benefits. I came back and stood on the scales without giving it much of a thought. And like good news that comes when you least expect it, it showed a beautiful number, which is what I weighed back in college. Now I am ahem... lets just say few kgs heavier. My head was reeling though some part of my brain reminded me of the ice creams I had unapologetically consumed on a regular basis (it is summer after all). I moved the machine to a different location before I decided to get myself tested for diabetes. And…

Survival of the fittest

Once I was arguing with a lady who said a human being born with a physical disadvantage so difficult to repair that that person would require lifelong support in order to conduct basic business necessary to carry out life should be allowed to die with dignity soon after such imparity is identified. She argued this is particularly relevant for families who have an economic disadvantage, in a way suggesting that if a human was born with sufficient resources, this harsh step might not be necessary. At that point I was shocked to hear this, particularly from a person for whom I had high regard. Just because one has the comfort of finances, they should be allowed to survive while the other is best put to sleep. How cruel can the society get. Months after I had this discussion, this point of hers popped in my mind whenever I saw or heard of a baby born with a physical or mental disability. Will the Doctors decide based on the parents financial status is what I used to wonder. Now with peopl…
I just realised, the cheerier the person the more he/she annoys. Do you agree?

Velai Ilaada Ambatan...

You know what surprises me- people who you have not texted for months or sometimes years text you out of the blue and tell you they like your profile picture. While I am touched by their gesture, does this mean they scroll up and down every contact in their list and check out their DPs?

Meet Gilli

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Meowww

Today I feel nothing can break my happiness. Finally the kitten arrives. La La La

Did you know?

I provide P random facts about cats every day until the day he submits and agrees to get a cat home. So today our conversation goes this way:

Me: Today's fact about cats for you. Owning a cat can reduce the risk of stroke and heart attack by a third.
P: yea sure, for the cat right? cos it got a home

On that note, any tips on getting a cat-hater to agree to adopting a cat is welcome.