On The Ning Nang Nong

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    Trecentos

    I am surprised by my own potential to yammer. I am aware that I never grow tire of talking (to myself) but the grandiosity of that potential is alarming.

    I flip back and forth the last hundred entries and I am amazed at myself. I am that atrocious and gibberish talker?! I am that narcissistic fool with legitimate credentials to be locked up in a glass case in the museum flanked by an exhibit plate: behold, the monger of hundred ways to spew nonsense.

    On the eve of this 300th post, I blush and cringe likewise. Boy! I am accomplished in all the wrong senses and leanings.
     
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    Kaymak

    I have warned my irresponsible friends that if they don't hear from me for two days in a row don't brush it off as another of Ira's self-indulgent recluse but solicitously rush home to check on a hive-ridden and bloated Ira convulsing on the floor infected with some malevolent lacto or strepto bacteria. Why? I love yogurt and cheese. I risk all kinds of creamy-looking things. Strange that I didn't write a series on my favourite cheese. Nevertheless, here's the latest stash from my fridge. Kaymak!

    Kaymak is cream harvested from slow boiling of the milk. It is high in fat but rich and melting in taste. Kaymak is eaten as a breakfast condiment in Turkey and thereabouts. It tastes buttery and shines in that rippled fermentation.

    Drizzle with honey and nuts and enjoy your kaymak.

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    Yes, my apples turned brown 3 days go while reading one of your posts; 300, impressive. But I suppose its OK, in return I bought Sirens of the Titan after the apples turned brown, though after $25, I wasn't sure if owning a thing of preciousness in a bookshelf looks/ feels as nicer as $25 hanging in the closet.
     
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    I wrote a post on kaymak(c) and you responded with (unquoted) apples! I thought, Rakhii is being very Kurt Vonnegut desultory here stringing the past with the future and sirens with silky yoghurt.

    Tell you, never despair, my friend, with books languishing in the shelf. I have books that are fresher than mint condition for they have never been touched since I bought them. Some day, this eager collection will galvanise me to finagle a hurried leave at work and when asked I shall whimper: Because I have hoarded dusty books to read. I want to take time off and read. Isn't that a credible reason to sanction my leave? Mister, approve it (grinning through my saucer-shaped eyes). The tragicomedy is that knowing me, and my eccentricity, my manager in a laughing shot would infact approve it. Go Ira, read your books!
     
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    I have severely funny incidents when I started working. Will write up later. Note to remind myself.
     
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    I just discovered a treasure after being in IL for many years. Much like cans/canisters found deep underground; its there but its also not there until discovered. By the time I typed what I thought was a sweet-blemish-less-apple-response to the 300th post, 301 arrived; hence, no quote. You are a bird flying, looking down on the mountains and rivers, soaring high and flying fast. I am still a turtle, reading your posts from page 1, stopping by, soaking in names like Borges, wikipeading them.
    Kaymak does sounds yum.
     
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    All in a day's work

    I have mostly worked in all-men teams. Thereafter, I have lost the speech and vibes with women at work. Only during a bawdy sports joke, the men are conscious of my "gender" presence and shush ...we have a lady amongst us. They don't believe that I don't comprehend sports and I don't know those rancorous players. The team mates are in general courteous to the presence of a so-called lady amongst them ..they would playfully inquire ...do you need absinthe you don't drink coffee or would you want us to get you tex-mex sandwich? should we turn down the volume of the audio ...so forth. Thus, began my work life.

    Back then I was slightly uptight and not as mingling and goofy. During those days, my manager was a funny Martian. He was loud and playful and witty. I would not grasp his wry cultural memes. He would turn aside and explain ..Ira ...this is a tv show ..an iconic TV show from the yore. He and the team were sensitive to the fact that I grew up in India and unfamiliar with continental memes and western idioms.

    One day, while I was disturbingly crouched at my desk in the evening, he peered at me from his cabin, amidst his conference, and darted out after he was done with the call. I noticed him rushing wild and assumed he was mad at something I did or didn't do. He locked his eyes with mine in a glowered confrontation. I was frightened. He said: 'if you don't walk out of here in the next five minutes, I will be forced to kick you out. I don't want my staff to work late no matter how urgent the task at hand is. It can wait till tomorrow. Go home.'

    I sheepishly collected my bag and walked out.

    I never forgot that incident.

    It stirred something fundamental than memorable.

    Working with such managers shapes you in ways that you loosen up in life and learn to actualise your work than mindlessly choring it. I have always been fascinated with the easy-going temper and amusing work ethics of my managers. I don't know whether it is my field or the workplaces or my fated entanglement with these teams, but what transpired at work influenced and shaped me like none other. My personal creed at work and life: nothing is as imperative as it appears to be than your own well-being.
     
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    An enduring sense of fondness is imitation. When you talk funny like me I know those tin cans and plastic canisters have fought a purpose to float to the surface and beckon the hurried sailors with siren songs belted out from plastic straws. Accordingly to me, the most fulfilling form of writing is mindless writing and interior monologues for they are neither accountable nor demanding. They contain cascading can full of canistered cant!

    I am startled that the curious whale in you has stranded upon this island fringed by biodegradable polymeric thoughts.

    Do you remember that Jataka tale about a flying bird and landbound turtle wanting to migrate to another place? In that original story, the turtle plummets to the ground — from the makeshift transport in the form of a stick held by a flying bird, unable to control its talkative urge. In our adaptation, since the flying bird is more talkative, the turtle is still waiting on the land amidst the rattling cans and rolling canisters for the bird to shut up its mouth and hold a stick to carry the turtle across from page#1 to page#301. But that rogue bird is still blabbering ...wait ...she is coming over to help you.
     
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    After watching the miserable state of Baudelaire's in S2, E2, I lay on my bed wondering who said training makes perfect. I zeroed it down to Klaus. It only occurred to me now that it could very well have been you. lo and behold...it is you.

    Still OK I hope from the recent Kaymak experiment; unless the bird is waiting for the turtle.

    Reminds me of grade 3. Mom made me recite this story on stage. Moral being talk less. I must have taken the moral quite literally, for, I barely spoke 3 words and got kicked out of stage!
     
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    Lazy Brain

    I don't strive to remember names. I am complacent with mere pointers. If you had ever banged on C programming in your school days, you would remember those dreaded pointers. A pointer is a sham which does not store but only holds the directions to the Real McCoy. My brain is lazily cluttered with such pointers.

    Recently, I read a book called "Mr Wilson's Cabinet of Wonder" written by Lawrence W. Yes, some Lawrence "W". That's how I retained his identity. If, and when, necessary I would recall that bloke as that Lawrence W who wrote Wilson's Cabinet. W stands for Weschler. Then, while reading Joyce's Dubliners I came across "lips of the priest while reading Secreto". Right, the priest reading in some S-mode. Sloths eat the bark of Cecropia. Of course, they eat some C-tree.

    I believed that storing information in entirely would cause a train wreck in my lazy brain. After all I am supposed to wring my rickety brain for superior tasks like day dreaming and meandering. Weschler?! That's a whole of alien tongue and uncharitable construct.

    But that's all going to change now. Thus, I resolved to remember names and nouns. Get rid of those ingrained pointers. Can my lazy brain cope with remembering? I don't know.

    "Wake up neurons, wake up daffy neurons, she has work for us."
    "For us, you mean for us. We haven't worked for 20 years and have been in a sponsored sabbatical."
    "Are you the neurons who remember names? Gear up! Occupy your positions and wait for my command."
    "I even forgot how to store and fetch information. You sure, she has work for us?"
    "Here comes ..Hugo Grotius, and his natural laws. Next in the queue is Guido of Arezzo, and his musical notation."
    "Where is the G index? I forgot where I had misplaced it. Moreover, there was only Gouda cheese under that 'G' letter. Now you are asking us to save Grotius and Guido"
    "I have my orders and you have yours. Get to work!"

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    Memorising is fun and playful. The techniques and intensity that emanate from a grotiusly-gross-smelling and guido-guilt-looking gouda cheese are gratifying. I don't know why I never bothered much to memorise, even the essentials of a read.

    The patterns and imagery spun from cultivated memory is long-standing yet I defer to remember. When information access is abundant and immediate through an external source, we slack off on burdening our indolent brains with internal storage. The real joy of learning kicks in only when you carve up the random noise into meaningful patterns.

    Korea war, 1950 - 1953, Vietnam War, 1955 - 1975, Berlin Wall fall, 1989, Soviet dissolve, 1991. That's a two year difference between K-V and B-S! Unit 731 (7 (4) 3 (2) 1)! Fall of Constantinople, 1453 (sequence)!

    "Are you the numbers department neurons?"
    "No one has come looking for us in ages, who are you?"
    "I have orders for you to report to work."
    "Us?! We are at sixes and sevens in the department! We haven't been called to report since the Master Keeper of the numbers was lost while catching two birds with one stone."
    "I don't give half a hoot whether you have the Master Keeper. I have my orders and you have yours."

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    What would it take for the sluggish team to get their act together? I don't know. But she has her orders and the first mate has his order and his team have their orders. Try to remember things, Ira!
     
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