A conversation, A transaction and lots of books

A conversation which we had over coffee in the morning
Me: “Will we still fight with each other 10 years hence?”
Swati:”Yes, we will as long as we care for each other”
Me: “And as long as we keep growing”
Swati: “As long as we hold the same ethics”
Me: “As long as we are individuals”
Both: “Good!”

Afternoon, we went to a new super market which has opened in Nagpur “Food Bazaar” supposed to be a part to of a national chain and blah! After standing for almost 45min in the queue to checkout the A** Ho at the counter charged Swati’s card for Rs10011/- instead of Rs1011/- Still no problems we said revert it. It then emerged that the person did not know how to, the person who knew how to did not know the password. Finally 15 mins later we did manage to get the thing sorted out – Needless to say we are not going there again

Since Mondays are islands of sanity usually we decided to to head for the Book Expo and ended up buying a lot of books for Aasim, including a book on keeping terrariums. Will take out and clean the three aquariums which I kept for almost 12 years and convert them into terrariums, a swamp, a desert and a rain forest is what is planned.

  • Heh, so many people I know say that fights are essential for a good relationship, but no one’s ever told me why. Some say it helps keep the passion in, but I think I agree with you.

    Friends will fight because they are friends, because they care about each other, and because they are each individuals. That’s what keeps the relationship alive. It’s important to stay friends, no matter what other turns one’s relationship takes.

    Keep us informed of the progress on the terrariums. I’d have loved to have done something like that when I was a kid.

    • I’d have loved to have done something like that when I was a kid.
      You will be once again when you are a father – but Beware – the equation is not that simple….

    • Fights Are Essential

      Heh, so many people I know say that fights are essential for a good relationship, but no one’s ever told me why. Some say it helps keep the passion in, but I think I agree with you.

      I’ll quote Seraph, from The Matrix Reloaded:

      You do not really know someone, until you fight them.

      There are a lot of things that go on in our subconscious minds, or that we choose to deliberately ignore. These things come up during a fight–if only for the sake of defense against the other’s point of view–and help you know the other person better. There are things that I think about you, but will probably never let you know–unless we fight, of course–and, once we patch up, we’ll be better friends.

      Knowing someone better improves the trust in the relationship.

  • You two are so fantastic!
    tell Swati I miss her posts and her photography!

    • Thanks, she has been very busy lately getting the beacon home and correcting the mess I (and my programmers) created…

      She is planning a domain of her own where she can do precisely what she pleases (read no comments from me allowed 😉

    • Thanks 🙂
      Will post soon.

  • Interesting…

    Terrariums – interesting! Hoping to see pics of ’em soon.

    I wanted a pet tortoise – but mom refused, and a pet store owner told me it’s illegal. Someday…. 🙁

    • In India strictly as per the law even keeping parrots is illegal because what you get is not been bred in captivity but rather caught in the wild.

      Babies of common river tortoise do pretty well in a 2’x1’x1′ partly filled aquarium with a rock jutting out for perch.

      Terrariums are more tedious and less interesting than aquariums… but if you get it right they look very nice and can be soothing to eyes

      • We’ve got dogs (2), cats (unknown number) and chickens (also unknown number), all born and brought up at our place, but I can’t really say whether they’re in captivity or own the place.

        We’ve also, at various points in time, had sparrows, parrots, pigeons, a baby crow (that the hen looked after) and a hawk – all injured animals that were born in the wild, nursed back to health and set free.

        Our first cat (about 15 years ago) was abandoned by his mother, and adopted by our hen! Somehow he couldn’t quite get the hang of eating raw wheat.

        I think I live in a terrarium.

  • Me: “As long as we are individuals”
    Both: “Good!”
    Both: So lets start fighting.