Santhosh's ramblings

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There is a beautiful section in the Pixar movie  Elio . Elio suddenly gets the idea of using King Grigon’s son, Glordon, as a way out when he is captured by Grigon. His plan was to use Glordon as a “bargaining chip” to escape and save his alien friends. Glordon, who had always been shamed or ridiculed by his father, is overjoyed when Elio gives him a role—an opportunity to try something new. See the video here. It reminded me of our own college days. In Medicine, many faculty members used naming and shaming to break us in. On the very first day of my residency, I was ridiculed, shouted at (what would today be considered abuse), and thrown out of the rounds - in front of nurses, ward helpers, and the rest of the team. Such ridicule, sarcasm, and humiliation were simply part of normal life. https://santhoshsramblings.blogspot.com/2020/11/the-5-and-half-years.html Much later, when I became a faculty member, I was expected to do the same. I asked some colleagues - why should we continu...

Unattended parts of walkways exposed to rains in Kerala are potentially dangerous. A few friends faced the wrath of these walkways. Moss grew and made the walkway beautiful to look at, but dangerous to walk on. They fell - thankfully with no major damage. One friend said,  I can bring a pressure pump and wash it away.  But my question was - won’t it grow again? Another said,  Use bleach.  We did, but it gave only minimal, temporary benefit. The third semi-permanent solution was to cover the walkway and protect it from rain, which we tried, but damp groundwater still seeped in. The only permanent solution seems to be taking the stones out and replacing them with moss-resistant stones. But that comes with a cost. We were about to settle for the pressure pump solution - but there were three issues. Water under pressure can damage stones. Moss will grow again. And pressure pumps cost a bit too much! At times, my heart looks a little like those moss-filled pathways, waiti...

Yesterday during my evening walk, I ended up having three spontaneous conversations.  Here they are, with some added ramblings.   I visited an elderly uncle who no longer recognised me, repeatedly asking who I was despite our families’ close past relationship. Once a respected technical engineer in the Middle East, he had taught us about energy conservation and sustainability, even implementing solar panels and gardens at his home. Now, he has lost most of his memories but accepts it with a smile, unlike my mother, who struggled for years with her memory loss before eventually becoming unaware of it. Will I...?   As I left the house, I recalled this poem by Bonhoeffer:   “Who am I? This or the other? Am I one person today and tomorrow another? Am I both at once? A hypocrite before others, And before myself a contemptibly woebegone weakling? . . . Who am I? They mock me, these lonely questions of mine. Whoever I am, Thou knowest, O God, I am Thine!”   Does a pers...

You ramble when your mind is all over the place. But then nature and creation can help you move from diffuse, unfocused thinking to focused thought. Garden gazing helped me in this shift. Here are three thoughts on life from a recent garden gazing. Relationships We have a small tree or shrub (or a community of shrubs) in our garden. It has not one but three or four plants. The one that gives stability is a large curry leaf plant - almost like a tree. Over years of being unattended, it has grown wild and all over the place. And climbing all over it are three or four other plants. One is a jasmine plant, which is almost like a snake creeping over the curry leaf plant. Then there is another creeper with yellow flowers. And attached to the tree are many parasitic wild plants, including mistletoe and wild orchids. It is interesting to observe that when there is “uncontrolled growth,” many others latch on. Some as support for growth and contribution to the world (like the jasmine plant), but...

I gave my car for a bit of denting and painting and was coming back by auto rickshaw. And suddenly a realization hit.   You might have heard about how the Greek mathematician and physicist Archimedes discovered how to measure the volume of an irregularly shaped object by observing that a body immersed in a fluid displaces a volume of fluid equal to its own volume. While taking a bath, he noticed the water level rise, leading him to exclaim "Eureka!"   Neurophysiology now has evidence that revelations and realizations happen when you move from focused thinking to diffuse thinking.   There is the story of Thomas Edison. He would be working on a problem and then would go to sleep with a metal ball in his hand. Suddenly the ball would fall from his hand, and he would wake up—but he would wake up with the solution in his mind. Moving from focused to diffuse thinking in sleep, and revelation emerging in sleep!   That is what happened to me - in the quietness of the auto, I...