A lizard in the tank...

4 days ago a lizard fell into our watertank (It's just an assumption that it fell 4 days ago because nodoby knew when it actually fell:)
My mother being obsessed with checking the water level of the tank every now and then found out about this and was too worried as the water level was almost 3/4th and would go wasted because of the lizard.
She even tried her hand at taking out the lizard by tying a mug to a rope and suspending it into the tank in a way as people do to lift water from a well.
But,the more she tried the farther the lizard moved.
Completely exhausted she quit the task.
Only relief was the fact that there was much water in the over tank for us to manage for 2days.
For drinking purpose ofcourse we had to rely on our much favourite "Bisleri", the so called mineral water.
But the lizard contuined to be in the 'back stroke' swimming position in the tank.
Nothing could be done the following day as a worker who was supposed to come didn't turn up.
At last yesterday was the D-day for the lizard.
Again my mother tried her best to take it out and finally she got it.
Later came the much more tiring cleaning up process of the tank.
For this all the water from below had to be pumped up and the tank had to be cleaned thoroughly.
As usual our BESCOM people had to repair an electrical line at that time so there goes the power line OFF.
So we had to wait till the power came.
It was 8 in the night when power was ON and the water was pumped.
Then followed the cleaning process which went on for nearly an hour.
All this done, my mother was still under lot of tension...reason- what if the water didn't come the following day (as there is water problem here we get water for every 4-5days).
That was actually a valid tension as there was literally no water anywhere.
Today,releasing all my mother's tension was the rushing water that filled our tank and that ended the story of a lizard.

Cup of Tea

...life is like a cup of tea...
You sit by the window, lift the cup and take careless sip only to realize somebody forgot to add sugar...
Too lazy to go for it, you somehow struggle through the sugarless tea till you discover sugar crystals lying at the bottom...
That's what life is- shaken but not stirred...

...if Shakespeare had never existed would the world have differed much from what it is now? Does the progress of civilization depend upon great men?...by Virginia Woolf

...if i love myself despite of my infinite faults, how can i hate anyone at the glimpse of their few faults...

...once i did bad and that i heard ever,
twice i did good but that i heard never...

...if you would not be forgotten as soon as you are dead, either write things worth reading or do things worth writing...by Benjamin Franklin

...if you can dream- and not make dreams your master;
if you can think and not make thoughts your aim...by Rudyard Kipling

In Bangalore again...

* Commuted through the much hated night bus:((
* Had to change my final destination as the driver was more enthusiastic to reach the destination earlier than me...
*Because of this change in station i had to bear the sight of someone whom i despise the most...
*Once done with all this, i hit the streets of Bangalore to get one important item which i was told i wouldn't
get in my place...
*Two hours of desperate search ended at last when one of the shopkeeper's tells me that particular item is
out of stock from several months so no chance that i would get it anywhere...
*Finding an alternative for the same item i proceeded further...
*Too bad i decided to take a bus than an auto (which was a mistake indeed)
*The traffic moved as usual in inches or rather slower than that...
*When at last the bus reached a traffic free zone pphhhzzzzz goes the automatic doors of the bus
which get locked never to be opened again...
*Mind acted quickly thinking how the driver would unlock the door; if not then how each person in the bus
would have to jump out of the window once they reached their respective stops...
*Much sweat did the driver shed but the door didn't budge...
*More people gathered to help in the process only then the door was pleased...

Likewise the list can go on forever but....forget it...

The hidden iceberg

Going through the pages of 'Flirting with Pete' reminded me of Freud's theory of Psychoanalysis which i thoroughly enjoyed reading while doing my master's...
His ideas of unconcious mind, the Oedipus complex, the Id and the Ego fascinated me and I even believed it to be true to some extent, especially the idea that "2/3rd of our experiences are unconscious while the rest constitutes our conscious mind...
What we are today is the result of our past experiences more importantly the negative experiences which, if suppressed, could indirectly control our conscious actions...
This unconscious mind Freud called an Iceberg''...
As in Flirting with Pete where Casey identifies herself with her client for having an imposter complex; I used to analyze my life events in terms of Freud's theory (later which i felt stupid about)!
Going one step further, sometimes i imagined myself to be having more problems than the kids i worked (ofcourse that's not a comparision to be made)...
That's because, whenever i had terrible mood swings i imagined to be a manic- depressive;
later i was sure that i had only depression;
suffered from sibling rivalry (which i think everybody goes through at some point of time);
being interested in Freud's dream analysis and after expereincing dreams almost everyday (even lucid dreams sometimes) i thought they were all an indirect manifestation of my suppressed experiences!!!
Now i know all that stuff was just tooo much...
Not that Freud's theories were wrong but my imagination was....
Whatever it is Freud's ideas amuses me every time i read more about him....