Friday, April 13, 2007

Cheerio...



Bye for 3 weeks my dear blogger friends! I am off on a much much awaited and well deserved vacation to India.

Friday, April 06, 2007

Fruit of Labour


I have been at this for the past 1 week. The Mr. teases me - you are like an old lady always sewing your beads .. if you get 2 seconds you sit on. It definitely is fun and enjoyable .. and of course the end product decked your neck certainly gives a lot of pleasure...

How is it?

Wednesday, April 04, 2007

Health is Wealth

Patti complained of joint aches for the first time only when she was 70. Amma started to fret about not being able to do things as quickly as she did before when she was at the end of her forties. And I have back-aches, leg pains in my late twenties!! What is the world coming to?

Two close friends of mine, S & B had Slipped Disc issues, just months after their marriages. A friend of mine passed away at a very young age – stress. My neighbour’s husband – aged 33 – had a heart attack one night – out of the blue. The cause was found to be stress.
Many of my friends complain about hair loss and aches and pains so often – so do I. Whereas I remember amma having long, black and thick hair even when she was in her forties. On one side I keep reading about how ‘Life expectancy’ is increasing over the years and on the other end, the more personal end, I see how the ‘Quality’ of life is decreasing.

My father never got his blood / blood pressure / cholesterol checked till he reached the age of 40. M’s husband P has very high cholesterol at the age of 29. And I cannot think of a day my father refused Puris for the fear of increase in cholesterol.

Amma or Appa never counted the calories they consumed, not were they bent upon walking on the treadmill every single day – they did not even know what a treadmill was. On the other hand if the Mr. or I miss out on a single day’s workout, we panic and get depressed further. What is happening to us? Before eating a single sweet / tasty item, the Mr. reads off from the label at the back to see how many calories he is consuming. Even before hitting 30, we are so conscious of such things – I cannot imagine what we will be eating at the age of 40 or 50. I am not against healthy and good eating, but the whole fun of having something tasty like a puri or a cup of ice cream is lost if the conversation is laced with topics like ‘cholestrol’, ‘aging’ , ‘ heart attacks’ and so on.

With increasing life expectancy, increased comforts, and increased income levels – we were supposed to be more ‘healthy’ right? But that does not seem to be the case.

The necessary EVIL – software industry seems to sap out every healthy bone/muscle/tissue in our body. Sedentary occupational environment and long working hours seem to be taking a silent toll on us. I cannot even remember when was the last time I walked to a grocery store to get provisions – reason – after having a long day at work, I simply cannot think of walking to a place to buy stuff. All her life amma would walk 1 or ½ km from home to station to get fresh vegetables or groceries – thus getting all the exercise she needs in a fresher environment than the stuffy gym where I struggle to lose calories.

All of Mr’s fingers are broken – excessive usage of mouse and keyboard! I pay more for medical bills than what my parents probably paid their whole life. The money that I earn is much more than what both my parents earned together ever – it allows me to buy all the ‘material’ things that I want – gives me the opportunity to visit exotic places that they would only dream off – but at what cost? But then do I have a choice?

Every time we talk of changing our profession, we draw a blank. I have to admit it – which other profession gives me this much dough? And more importantly what else am I skilled at? Zilch!

Wise men wisely said ‘Health is Wealth’ and not ‘Wealth can bring health’.