It is hard to describe the PraTaRana, helplessness and pain I have felt since February, when I lost something so precious to me, more precious than shoes, than cold water, than toilet paper, than sweets, than the company of colleagues ... Yes, I am an addict, I admit. Without my INTERNET connection, I was lost, disconnected from things I hold most dear, grasping to understand the Universes purpose in teaching me this hard lesson.... BHU medical library server was down, my sirs connection is tenable at best, my landlord moved his connection so it is inaccessible unless I lean over the precipice of the verandah with my computer in 47oC weather, my Tata Photon is being stupid, BHU Central Library has no wifi, only PCs, BHU Cyber Library wont let me use my Mac, the Taj charges Rs.600 per day, Hotel Diamonds connection is out, Bread of Life cafe connection is 2G, Ananyas connection only works from a corner of her far bedroom, and that at 2G, my dept has no internet connection (or A/C), and the Dhanwantari Library at the Faculty of Ay connection is out..... arrrrgh. Today I got a plug-into-the-outlet modem-cum-mobile internet and I am now back to life. An all-India no-roaming charges excellent 3G connection. Suddenly the world has more color, and I feel a deep healing inside....! We understand the importance of what we need and love most when it is taken away from us, and then returned.... And, Im back.... to full speed : )
Posted on: Sun, 08 Jun 2014 05:54:11 +0000
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