03 June 2008

All's right with the world

Macavity left for Sydney last night, I've never dreaded somebody's going away so much. It's just 2 months, but 2 months is 60+ frigging days! It seems at least one person or the other is always going away, gone, leaving, absent - to spoil that perfect time you otherwise would all have together. When somebody comes back, someone else goes away, or they all come back, and you go away, and you go back, and somebody goes away * sigh*

This whole thing made me think of Nirvana - freedom from the cycle of life and death. Now if Nirvana was all about freedom from the cycle of farewells and meetings in this lifetime, it'd definitely be more appealing to me.

Anyway, let's not dwell on murky thoughts. On to the brighter, prettier things life has to offer - check out this summer bloom outside my room -
I can actually see that from my bed, so if my head is facing the right direction, that's the first thing I'd see when I wake up in the morning. It's a very beautiful world to wake up to and I thank God for it. It makes the heat more tolerable.

Macavity & Pete's farewell party. Pete after a long time in India is also finally leaving.
See what I mean? Seems everybody's going away. But the open door here is that Pete #2 from Australia, another great friend, who we thought we had bid eternal goodbyes to, is coming back. There's always going to be a Pete around! Which is a lovely thing, since I'm fond of Petes :-) Also another funny thing is how farewell parties can be so much fun when one really hates having to let those people go. Anyway, as long as it's not like a Final farewell, I guess it's all okay.

And now, last topic of the day. Which will be me being nasty about something. Which is this flat in this apartment across ours. Which, incidentally, is the messiest and dirtiest I've seen. It's the one on the first floor, door partially open. They open that door once in a while, and I can't help but see inside. (Not intentional snooping, if I'm in the kitchen cooking, and look out the window, I see straight inside that flat, whether I want to or not).
It doesn't even look like it's lived in - from the first time I've seen inside, what I always see is a rolled up mat, on top of which is a couple of lumpy cushions, on top of which is a black, dusty as hell bean bag, on top of which is piled several dirty looking cushions again, I've actually even seen someone sit atop this pile! I must admit that the inhabitants are pretty good looking, very, very well dressed, but their house is so dirty (or maybe it's just that one room, but I doubt it) we have a name for the young son - Trawp-a - the filthy one, and the rest of the family members are Trawpa's mom and dad and sister. It's mean. But damn, you should see the house.

In my opinion, only the real poverty stricken people have any right to be dirty - could be difficult if you don't even have enough water to drink or money to buy food, much less soap and detergents. But for the rest of the normal citizens with access to running water, there just can be no excuse. I can never think too much of someone who can't even keep their own living places clean. Have you noticed 3/4 of the average shoe-wearing Indians wears them filthy? Sports shoes, smart shoes, heels, every sort of shoes - all dirty.

But why am I being a bitch and letting the dirt on other people's shoes bother me? Farewells, dirty houses, grimy shoes - whatever. I'll just join Pippa and say God's in His heaven, and all's right with the world!

9 comments:

illusionaire said...

tsk tsk tak... you still have that habit of peeping into other people's houses? I thought those men in white cured you... Remember what the Judge told you a long time ago? Please don't go down that path again, dear Jeru. Control...

Puia said...

Hotunu hi chu mi hlim thei tak i niin ka hria. I vannei e. Tin, thil reng reng a positive zawnga la thiam tlat mi i ni bawkin ka hria. Thinrim chang nei mah la, i pai reng kherlo mai thei bawk. Hetiang mi nih hi a vanneih thlak ngawt a sin..hotupa Kima nen hian category khata awm tur in niin ka hria..:)

Jerusha said...

kima - thank you, you never disappoint me :P It's very hard, I hera it's easier if you have a 'quitting peeping' buddy, so come here and be my quitting buddy. You do need to stop too don't forget!

pui - haha ka nau chuan I nui vel reng hi mi tam tak chuan an ning in an ngei phah ngawt ang che a tia, a ni ve khawp in ka ring. Mahse nia, ngui ruai reng ai chuan zia deuh ang chu.

DayDreamBeliever said...

I hate dirty people too. I think there's a big difference between 'untidy' and 'dirty'; the first, I can tolerate, but not the second. More than anything else, though, what I want to ask you is, which one is the famous Macavity?

Jerusha said...

Exactly! Being untidy is okay, dirty is a different matter altogether.

Anonymous said...

nang hi chu i chhelo fuh chiang alom...................ka hmangaih che

Jerusha said...

daydreambeliever - sorry, theihnghilhs. The famous macavity is the one in green. If you click on her linked name in the post, it'll also take you to another post with her picture on it :)

Almost Unreal said...

a in chu nawm hmel hle si..trawp hi chu ten om a ni..hnok hi a om a, trop hi a om bok...tu bialnu hlui ang deuh e maw ni hian..a trop tlat a in, lolzz

The name Pete always around you reminds me of the movie I watched recently. There was this girl who dated guys whose name is always Ryan..and never work out and she finally met a guy named David

Jerusha said...

unaunu - awi tu bialnu hlui ngee ka van hre chak! Delhi ho hi TV leh movies vel hi in en tam hmel ngawt mai!