Old letters come back to bite
This is a sequel to letters from New Zealand. nzletters.blogspot.com. Written as I left Bombay and then returned to India to find my mom sick and dying. She’s fine now.
Never order a Seafood Pizza in Auckland
It’s YUCK. We partied after a basket ball game of under 10 boys. One of
the players was my friends son. We lost 78 to 1. And the only basket we
scored was in the final seconds of the game. Thus we celebrated. I
don’t eat most non veg so i settled for a sea food pizza. It was yuck.
Flash the Program
Sun, 23 May 2004 18:59:07 -0700 (PDT)
Flash is a pain. I’m trying to learn Fireworks in during my practicum at Papatoetoe High School. The place is generally good. The party on saturday eve at a bar ‘Cayote Ugly’ was not fun. Justin tried his best to make sure I was there and stuff. But that’s Justin. He’s a good friend and I trust him. Most of his friends were great too. But there was not enough dancing space and too much smoke. Besides there were one or two who didn’t like me being there. Or that’s what I feel. But there was Tash who was absolutely great. She lives in a house I lived in a year ago. Of course, now it was a holy mess and could hardly recognise it. She was really nice so was Justin. His new girl friend forgot to introduce me to everybody. We agree on mutual dislike, I suppose. But it got a bit unwelcome. Plus, I was afraid Luke (read 130 kgs) may fall on me as he was drunk and dancing on a table.
But that’s life. I reached home late having to trek 7 kilometers after the bus ride. But I was initially ready to trek 30. So that’s fine. Reiterating my favourite philosophy when the choice is between losing dignity and a long and lonely walk: Start Walking. After all, one must walk the talk.
Fireworks is essentially a design package and looks impossible at this stage to learn. But it’s possible. I hope.
Mom sickness: Appeal for prayer
Sun, 30 May 2004 18:04:48 -0700 (PDT)
Pray for her! Whatever your faith. I’m in a dilemma because she insists that she is fine and I would rather send her the money than spend it on a plane ride. Pray for her
Mom will be discharged from hospital
Wed, 2 Jun 2004 14:30:38 -0700 (PDT)
She is fine. There was slight water in her lungs and a mild inflammation in her liver. Lavina is going back to India. So everything is fine. She will be discharged today. She was in ICU but Doctors insisted that it was nothing fatal or serious. So she is fine. I was not willing to leave India in the first place but in Febraury she insisted that the only way she will become independant is If I went to NZ. And she was well that time. So I came here.
Even when I called she insisted she was fine. Chelu bore the brunt of her sickness by handling Utkarsh’s house because he had a kidney transplant from his wife and her family life and Simran plus Balaji telefilms job and sleeping at the hospital.
And I believe renu masi, mama-mami, usha masi helped a lot. But even Chelna insisted that she was fine and she can be blunt if required so I was a little wee bit relieved. Now Lavina is going back and mom is being discharged. So thanks for your prayers
Singapore Airport
Sun, 4 Jul 2004 02:29:13 -0700 (PDT)
When I handed over Emma’s stereo as a gift to the Airport personnel, I was breaking my ties with my past.
The flight was smooth as silk. I had a lot of apprehensions before I took the flight but Singapore Airlines is great compounded by the fact that I met Sally who is going to Ireland. She is a wonderful human being and we talked about life, which was nice.
Right now I’m at Singapore airport using the free internet service here.
I was touched by Hepa and Sassa and Abish when I saw them plus my eternal friends Daniel, May, Justin, Rao and Jignesh Rathod who dropped me on a cold Auckjland morning. So far it is fine and i have a five hour wait before I take the plane and finally meet mom. I’m also very worried about Utkarsh and dont know whats happening.
Singapore is nice and warm and I had some hot pickle on the plane and everything is fun and frolic.
I will be seeing my mom after 5 mths and first time since ICU. I hope all goes well with me- so far the Lord has been most kind.
Singapore is stunning and warm and green and humid and has one of the best airports on this planet. Bigger than Auckland Airport that has its own charm that no Airport can beat.
The warm and distant asian sun is warming my back after a few stormy days in Auckland.
Keep Praying for my mom.
Winter
Fri, 21 May 2004 22:37:03 -0700 (PDT)
It’s late evening of a rather warm afternoon. But the winter is here. And my new window in my new house has great condensation (that means drops of water from overnight mist) trickling on my grey bedroom window.
My life is considerably fantastic. I am feeling lighter and brighter. a few teaching offers are coming through. Though there was St. Peters School which need a computing teacher and did not shortlist me. Well, you win some and you lose quite a few. That’s life. I’m a bit excited because my friend Justin has invited me for a party of a friend. It’s a fancy dress and people have to dress as pimps and whores. It will be
fun. It’s a pity I gave my black shining shirt to Ishan.
I’m still worried about mom and her breathing. Don’t know what to do. I’m in my last 5 weeks of my course. It’s killing me.
It will be a cold night unless something hot happens!
