How the Flu Flew

Last week, The Husband was really down with the flu. He even had to take a day off from work to recover. It was no surprise when I woke up the next morning with sandpaper for a throat and a blocked nose. I resigned to fate- knowing that it would take 3 days for the battle between my antibodies and the flu virus to get done with and the side effects of the battle would include the ever unpleasant running nose and low grade fever. The next morning, I went for Kickboxing, and either by pure luck or because all knowing Ashwin thought some healing might do his students good, we ended up having a Chi-Gung only class.

After the class, I went home, had breakfast, cooked, reached office when realization dawned.... I wasn't croaking anymore when I spoke, and I felt perfectly normal and healthy.

Not a single antibiotic, no medicines, no steam inhalation and I had recovered from an ugly flu even before the flu knew what was happening. It seems like magic. My friend who couldn't believe I'd recovered in a day, now keeps asking me for Lottery predictions.

It's time I stopped getting surprised with energy healing and started practicing it more regularly. No?

I want mine here in Bangalore

I've been quite happy with life in Bangalore. Life on the home front is awesome.I love my job, I have great friends from the XLRI group and from work and I am learning martial arts from a great teacher. Great life no?

I thought so too, until Toinks visited us this weekend. She came for a '2-day-no-agenda' visit. It couldn't have been better planned. We wandered around Forum Mall like idiots, window shopping for stuff, browsing through a 100 books and drooling on half of them, we went and splurged on 'fresh hand made' cosmetics. We pigged out cheesy, greasy pizzas and had butter loaded breakfasts. We watched a movie and cried through it. We ate pav-bhaji and cribbed about how it was not like anything made in Mumbai. We watched a reality show non-stop for 4 hours. We made 4 confirmed holiday plans that we could go for between April 2009 and May 2010, fully aware that even if one of those happened, it would be great.

We also did a lot of crazy stuff like trying out tester samples for a really expensive lip-balm on our hands and then not using the tissue provided by the shop assistant to wipe our hands so that we could apply that tester patch on our lips once we were out of the store (why waste good stuff was toink's argument). We fished out dead honey bees from the swimming pool. We stood in the balcony of my house and made really mean comments about each swimmer in the pool. We called each other bitch half a dozen times. We ended up wearing matching red clips in our head without realizing it. Both of us ended up wearing pink kurta and blue jeans without planning it.

Now that she's gone, life in Bangalore does feel a little empty. I miss them. I really feel sorry for people without best friends. I want mine here in Bangalore.

Catfeeder

My Dad installed a new bird feeder in the Kalyan house a week ago. Despite him changing the water and food everyday, not a single bird visited the bird feeder yet. No,not even a crow. He called Arnav to pour his heart out to him. Arnav had a couple of quick suggestions.

Suggestion 1
Ask the next door uncle to release the African parrots from his Aviary so that they'll come and eat food from the bird feeder. Dad told him this idea was kind of impractical because the chances of the next door uncle letting go of his prized possessions was really low.

Suggestion 2(because the first one was impractical)
Empty the grains from the bowl on the feeder. Fill the bowl with Milk. Call the apparatus it a Cat feeder.Dad was speechless.

I continue to be amazed with the kid.

NLP, Healing and Me

Due an old injury (yep, the same one that got me a fracture in my skull) my jaw dislocates sometimes, usually when I brush for too long or yawn. When this happens, it's so supremely painful that I just collapse with the pain which then takes couple of hours to subside. I then need to manually to re-align my jaw. After which, I can't open my jaw completely for the next couple of days. Then there's always the accompanying stiffness, the numbness and the general discomfort while chewing. All in all... I dread the times when my jaw accidentally dislocates.

This morning, I was on my bike on way to the gym and I yawned and my jaw dislocated. If this had happened prior to being introduced to NLP, I might have just fallen off the bike and hurt myself big time.

But something unusual happened today- the very second my jaw dislocated, that very moment, my brain or what Ashwin calls my neurology switched into a pain control technique. I mere seconds I pushed back the pain mentally, and simultaneously without using my hands managed to get the jaw back in place! It's unbelievable but the pain didn't last beyond 10 secs. I didn't even stop my bike, just continued to drive to the gym and did a full-workout.

I've been using the pain control technique quite often for the miscellaneous minor injuries that I keep experiencing, but it's never been a lifesaver like it was today.

Thank you Ashwin- for unlocking some mysterious 'heal thyself on steroids part of my brain'. It works like magic. I haven't even begun to fully comprehend what exactly happens...but it works and it saves me a great deal of pain. So Thanks again!

For those of you who want to know more about how cool NLP is, check this blog http://nlpbangalore.blogspot.com/

Not very nice of me but....

I loved all songs from Delhi 6. I think Rehman is God. However in the song Rehna Tu, from minute 4.48 to 5.17 there's a musical instrument that used... now that particular piece of music sounds like somebody's really letting out a Super Loud Musical Fart. You know the kinds that happens after you eat a lot of baked beans. Lol.

Not very nice of me but it's so funny!!

School of Fish

Arnav's Black Molly fish gave birth to little baby fish. On my advice, he removed the other big fish from the fish tank and kept them in a separate bucket so that the little ones would live unharmed (read would not be regarded as fish food by the other big fish).

So now his fish tank had 29 little dot sized black mollies swimming around. He called me later in the day and sounded super excited. He said his baby fish were really intelligent. I asked why. Apparently, he had written 'School of Fish' of a piece of paper and stuck it on the fish tank like a little notice board. He tells me, all the baby fish went and sat under that notice. They knew it was a school notice for them.

Intelligent fish. Cutest Nephew.

Habit

I am your constant companion. I am your greatest asset or heaviest burden. I will push you up to success or down to disappointment. I am at your command. Half the things you do might just as well be turned over to me, For I can do them quickly, correctly, and profitably. I am easily managed, just be firm with me. Those who are great, I have made great. Those who are failures, I have made failures. I am not a machine, though I work with the precision of a machine and the intelligence of a person. You can run me for profit, or you can run me for ruin. Show me how you want it done. Educate me. Train me. Lead me. Reward me. And I will then...do it automatically. I am your servant. Who am I? I am a habit.

Profound na? Well, I didn't write it. But I loved it so it's going to be on my blog.