post script to my previous post

just after my previous post, i happened to update my details in my profile.... guess what, my zodiac year is the 'tiger'..Now,... is that why i feel so much for the tigers in the world... is there something i share with the tigers that makes me closer to them? is there a unknown, unseen bond between me and the tigers in the world? Till now i didn't know thay by zodiac year is the year of the tiger.... now i do... and now i wonder if my love and concern is something more than mere human concern for a wonderful species threatened to extinction... or is it a more spiritual connection??? let me just ponder over that and get back..

Back Home:

Well, I am back in town after that long expedition into the other world. Its been over a week.
Now, getting back to life in mode ‘normal’: First and foremost, I got back my worldspace. That itself brought me back into what could I say..., ‘good old times’??? it is amazing what a little music (20 hrs a day) can do to you.
That done, I had to deal with the changing face or shall we say 'phase' of my home. Now I got furniture. Who would believe that I would give up all my ideologies about interior decoration and how to live happily and conveniently… and go out and really get some furniture into the house. But it happened. Now I’ve got furniture in my house. I share my home with cots and table and shelves and what not… and furniture don’t come alone, they come with a lot of… what could u call it… yeah, luggage. Furniture comes with lots of dead weight… mattresses, cushions… bedspreads, covers, bolsters…whoever had the time to actually sit down and invent these things. It was not easy to accept this change in my house. This is actually a change in lifestyle. I lost a lifestyle which had stood with you for the past couple of years. Initially I felt like a stranger in a even stranger house. But now I think I am getting use to it. Must be signs of me growing old.
Back to my emotions… It is still a loss. My house used to have character in addition to all the dust, filth and rubbish. But the crux is that it had character. Now I can tell u, it has lost that character ( and all the dust and filth).Maybe with dedication and commitment, I can collect the filth and the dust, but what about the character that is lost?. Now my house is like just about any other house in the world where people sleep on beds, work on tables, etc. (ok not people… only me…)
Then I needed something to deal with all this change happening around. So I started my visits to the british council library. My first set of 3 books were not bad at all. Only jim Corbett is turning out to be a little dated. Of course, I have heard about the wonderful style of the prose and even more wonderful adventures of Corbett. I should have started reading him a little earlier in life, and maybe, then I would have been a little more understanding. Now, my problem is that, you cannot kill so many tigers and leopards. No matter what. Even man eaters… well times were different then, there were so many of these cats around that killing a few would not have made any difference to their population… But today it feels odd to read about his exploits of killing tigers and then skinning them, killing leopards because otherwise they would attack the bait set up for the tigers… well I think the tigers deserve better. But then again, that was back in the 1930s. should have been lots more tigers around… and definitely lots more forests.