A GREAT Year went by quietly…

2011 was a great year. Really zipped through though. Our 2nd year after moving back to India. Overall things went well despite minor setbacks. We have finally managed to be in Kerala, our dream place to come back to. Even though I miss shopping malls, big super stores (read Walmart, Target etc), overall I do not miss US much. Of course there is this gap in income here and there. But positive things balance these out. Frequent trips home and family functions attended, make up for all the negatives. Feeling eternally grateful to God for making us feel satisfied and happy.

I have found new friends. It always feels good to spend time with them. Spent the christmas break in Bangalore with family. Made up by eating Italian, Mexican, Chinese, Kababs and what not…. Visited some tourist spots. Kids had great time with cousins… Watched “TDP” and really loved Vidya Balan!! Got to see Don2 and enjoyed… Ended the new year watching top 50 songs in Zoom.

However, somethings in life make you want to throw up. If only I were a little more mature, I will forget this and move on. Four weeks back a bike comes and hits the back of my car when I brake. A whole chapter can be written about the public gathering, their comments and demands!! We handle the initial trip to hospital (biker had injuries) and decide not to file a case as damage to our car was minimal. A week later, the biker gives a police case saying that I cut him and braked in front of him, there by making him hit, making me the accused! Not having the energy and time to go behind a police case, I go to police station and sign saying I will cooperate with the case. Everyone says the insurances will deal with it and it will be the end of it. However it makes me vomit thinking about the biker and his allies (including the crooked lawyers who are eating a pie from this case!).  Even though it is taught and proven repeatedly that truth always sustains,  why do people resort to such acts. The biker belongs to a family of priests and his son is currently the priest of 3-4 small temples. What qualification do these people have to be agent for gods. Saying outright lies and then praying to god or be messengers to god! This keeps coming to mind, making me want to throw up. I know it is gross, but that is exactly what I feel. Hubby says move on, and he has. He spent one whole day in police station dealing with the formalities, and I am eternally thankful to him. He deals with these things for me, protecting me from the hassles. I feel sorry for him. I feel thankful that he shields me a lot. But I DID NOTHING WRONG!

Life must be boring with good things all the time. So I am willing to take these minor setbacks. Have got few resolutions this year:

• Manage short temper(keeps coming back to my list off and on!!!)
• Lose few kilos(again a frequent visitor!!)

Keeping the list short and sweet this time.

 

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