2015 – my year that was

2015 was a crazy year.

I returned from the UK once again! This was the third time (and the last – I think, no, I am sure). I do love the country and will continue to remain in its debt for all the things – little and big – that it taught me. And mostly for the support it lent me when I needed it the most – as a struggling single mum. I don’t remember struggling at all for anything in life prior to that and precisely that’s why I yearned to go back to where I always lived on my own terms – India. I don’t know if a life without struggle is a blessing or a curse for I continue to be in inertia all these years. I live a happily vicarious life and I don’t seem to be complaining.


In retrospect, I now wonder if, like everything else in our universe, was my return also to serve a cosmic purpose? My father had an awful double whammy – a leg accident which made him temporarily immobile followed by the mother of all diseases – carcinoma! Carcinoma, you ask what is it? It is that miserable disease starting with C. No, I am not supposed to say THE word as mum considers it a taboo. I used the word many times initially as a matter of fact, however I was reprimanded by both her and my darling maternal aunt. As much as I would like to call a spade a spade I respect their wishes and will take it that you have worked it out what it means. The last quarter of the year was the toughest for all of us at home – especially for my father who went through the terrible 6 weeks of radiation therapy. My mum who usually is seen as mentally fragile shocked us all by being the strongest. She, who cries at the drop of a hat, was on her toes throughout this phase. Relatives and friends also stood by us. And I believe somewhere I was a good nurse. I was a good buffer for both of them and kept hold of sanity. Hence, my return was perhaps all destined.


Well, that was the personal front. Professionally, I went back to square one. Travels, relocation and mostly, increase in my voice-over rates saw a drop in my clients. I however randomly did end up taking English tuitions of an office goer on a special request of a friend and realized that it was fun. It kept me disciplined and gave me that power kick. I felt good. It boosted my confidence. I hope to take up tutoring seriously this year and see how I can revive my voice-over work.

Vocationally, in my free time I wrote a children’s story early last year which my daughter loved reading. My long time mission of writing something for her got fulfilled. Hopefully, it will get published someday after my friend-cum-(very fussy) editor is satisfied (three drafts already!). And then I started this blog too last year where I pour my heart out and also hone my writing skills.


So, what did I learn from last year?

  1. Healthy matters.
  2. If something has to happen, it will.
  3. You need to be strong throughout and as Rhonda Byrne says, count your blessings. I do …every single day.




(image 1: on our flight from the UK to India in Apr last yr)

(image 2: my daughter with my father in Bhubaneshwar in June last yr)

(image 3: courtesy: http://www.contentcreatorz.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/11/story-book.jpg)

(image 4: courtesy: http://www.multipleblessings.com/bw/wp-content/media/blogger/MB_Count%2BYour%2BBlessings%2B14x6.jpg)

ignorance is bliss


(pic courtesy: https://agapegeek.files.wordpress.com/2011/08/ignorance-is-bliss.jpg)

So what do you do when you have to undergo a medical treatment, and that too the mother of all treatments and you have good two weeks to prep yourself? Yes, you prepare your body as you know it won’t be the same, at least for sometime. You also prepare yourself mentally, which is the most difficult of all. Yup, diet, exercise, visits to the doctor and try to do all those things that you would do in your daily routine. But what you should never never do is Google. Google, the synonym of all the search engines on the Internet, is best kept away in such situations.

Google and all the search engines are a blessing but in other times. They are indeed very handy and save you the trouble of physically going to someplace else to get the information. But medical information on any subject should have restricted rights. Alternative therapies are okay. They are more like home remedies!

Like in the good old days, you should be happy with your doctor’s advise (even if the doctors now are not like the ones in the good old days! It is a commercial world now!) and do as he says. The research should get over after you have researched upon the doctor! Leave the rest on him.

There is no end to googling. One search page leads to another and then another. And before you even know you are nowhere near the main subject you began at. And if you happen to come across a big word you know you are next looking for it! So, my relative, who is otherwise a tough-nut-to-crack kind of person, is now getting jitters, which he explains as preparing himself for the ultimate! His research has told him exactly how many doses of radiation he should be getting every time! In fact he calculated it himself! For someone who had no idea about any medicine until a few weeks ago now tried negotiating (much to doctor’s invisible ire) the amount of radiation dose he should be getting every time. Not just the doses, he also knows about the upcoming monstrous and inevitable side effects. Those side effects that we knew were monstrous enough from the doctor’s mouth but now know, courtesy Google, exactly what the monster looks like in detail.

Ignorance is indeed bliss but now that we have gone past the ignorance stage it is best to get our weapons ready to face the monster with all our might!