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THE UNDELIVERED CHRISTMAS CAKE

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      I am reposting this ‘ten-year old’ Blog with fond memories of an amazing woman... our old neighbour, Mrs. Rohini Bhadekar... And, I am doing it with a reason... “Crippled things are always more beautiful… It's the flaw that brings out beauty.”   Holly Black ,  Tithe: A Modern Faerie Tale   O ne of the biggest sources of stress for a householder woman is: Maid Management. Man, though takes this stress indirectly on his head, it is she who deals with this problem called – Maid Management – directly on a daily basis. My wife and I are not spared from this problem and its consequence: stress. They don’t stick… They make fuss… They are unreasonable in their demands… They don’t turn up on the day we need them the most… They speak rudely… They get influenced by other maids… Their work is shoddy… They are  ‘kaam-chors’ … They are not dependable and trustworthy… They should know who is their ‘Boss’… etc., etc… “Don’t look for perfection...

BEING USEFUL NOT JUST IN LIFE, BUT IN DEATH, TOO

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Pic.: Elaine Pereira I knew a man who had made some easy-money. He suffered from an acute inferiority complex, which he tried to cover-up by going overboard trying to please and impress people around him, particularly, the ones who, he thought, came from educated, well-off and respected families. He had come from obscure background with no education or even ethics... made some big-money taking short-cuts, bought many properties including many fine cars... But, at the end of the day, it did not make him feel, inside, good at all... What he, really craved for was respect from people around him, who he thought were ‘good’ people... But, what he failed to realize was, that he could not win their trust through the route he had chosen to – by showing off his wealth and misplaced sophistication. I remember him taking some of us to his residence to show his 60”-TV when Plasma TV had just come in... showing us, with pride, the Ganesh idol made of pure gold... talking about ...
THE WILD, WAYSIDE FLOWERS
There is, always, something extra-ordinary in the wild, wayside flowers...