Saturday evening went to my Aunt’s place and found myself examining a couple of kids. As I was washing my hands I again realized how much I miss being a doctor BUT had to firmly remind myself that I have put that behind and I don’t go back to things I have put behind… …

Yesterday morning got a call from my elder brother that I was ignoring him… … Well I was indeed!!

Have always had a love hate relationship with him. I know that I will go to the ends of earth to help him and he will do the same for me BUT then we also do have some fundamental differences in the way we think, He is in the navy joined it for a cause which I always felt is going a bit too far and will lead to no where. He realizes it now. He always was the best at school in whatever he did and most people rubbed that into me which was not so bad BUT they also rubbed it into his head which he interpreted as being invincible / infallible – he was a peoples person. I, on the other hand, was an introvert and an egoist who from the age of 13 knew that I am good enough to be myself. Sometime in my pre teens I had also picked up the concept that if you have enough money then most of the problems are not problems at all, so for me life really still hasn’t gone much further than making enough money of myself with the least amount of work everything else is just a by product or a side effect.

Last time Bhaijan visited with his family here I was too busy with the Bangkok projects and problems to spend much time with them. This was not liked and was also made clear to Swati (on Railway Station ” Next time we will come only if you say you have time” ) Hmm… … Why do people think that their work is important where as ours is not- just because we work from a home office?

Since I really did not have time to indulge in public relations exercises I just entrusted Swati with the job 🙂 Yesterday I guess my dear brother understood the POV, good for everyone … …

Yesterday afternoon was spent at my aunt’s farm, Aasim loves to go there but till yesterday he always resisted our suggestions to come along. Don’t know what happened but yesterday he insisted that we also come. It was very relaxing mentally to be away from all the gadgets and spend time picking fruits and vegetables and then cooking over open fire a lovely meal of Jawari rotis, Baigan ka bhurta and Tamatar ki chutney. Aasim likes bullock cart rides just as much as jumbo jet flights!!!

Almost made us wish for a farm of our own, but 15 min of discussion brought us back to the fact that I am not sure I want to be here say 5 years from now. In the very least I don’t like the way political scenario is shaping up. Maybe I am a coward but I would rather be a foreigner in a foreign land than an outcast in my own motherland besides we have Aasim to think about.