Continued from - "Hey There Fellow PIGS"
THE PIGS PARADOX - Even though the individually each of the food items expire or perish within 3-4 weeks and therefore collectively all of them perish together , PIGS normally carry home made and local made food items enough to last them for half a year. Hoping that they will relish the food for that amount of time. But the only way all the food can be consumed within the 4 weeks of their perishable due date is by having them parallelly and not sequentially. This is not the original plan but that is the only way the total consumption with zero perish is possible. Thus relishing the food that one brings is not a possibility if a large amount of it is brought thinking that it will last longer. On the other hand , if you bring less food there is always the fact that even though you will relish it, it will get over soon ... This is the PIGS Paradox or one of them.. It can also be called the PIGS Food Uncertainty principle. ...
The hoarding of these food items takes place over many days. Every day that is spent on visiting the market a new food item is either procured for direct consumption or for conversion into some other form such as pickle which will then be consumed or be expected to be consumed slowly but surely. More often than not, once in the US, the food is greatly neglected because now there is only so much time to relish the food, do your chores, make your boss happy and still lead a normal life :)
Everything however can be done. And everything can be achieved. Its only a matter of time, practice and the Indian Method of Jugad..!! :) or what "the others" call steadfastness or ghetto!!!
Once the time near the returning flight approaches we are once again faced by the demons of sadness and more phone calls. Frantically everyone from both sides now tries to hold on to the few moments of connectivity, where the same stories of how one's boss did not allow a larger holiday and how one will try for a bigger longer vacation time next year and will then try to squeeze in a trip to the village where a larger power set of relatives have been waiting for more than two years to catch a glimpse of their grandson... or whatever other term you want put instead..
Once inside the airport , even if its in your own city, you try harder to not think about the good times or the bad times spent at home because either way you are not going back home , which is still only a few miles away till next year .. (hopefully) .... you only try to stay in transit... for that is the best way to not feel sad about the good times..... !!
This is not my story. This is the story of an entire generation. A generation that has by passed the brain drain. This is the generation of Brain Train.. .... it is true that we have formed and become part of the diaspora. ... we only celebrate all our religious festivals in weekends so that we dont have to cut classes or work... but it is true that we still bend and touch the feet of everyone whom our parents know as friends or relatives... many times not questioning the necessity of the custom... This is not even our story..because a story is a story when its complete but this is live.. and you reading it is a part of it. So if you are at home reading this on vacation then enjoy every moment of it. If your mom/dad wants you to go to the market which is very dirty and crowded ... or thats what you feel now , even though you were okay with it a few years ago... go with them... because you might later regret.. .. if your dad suggests you to take an additional box of snacks.. take it. because he has been waiting to offer it for a year now ... and if you catch your mom trying to hide a muscle pain so that you can spend your holidays peacefully .. dont let her... because they anyway will not tell you once you are all the way over here.. take her to the doctor because she secretly wants it ...... for those who havent left work yet.. the same goes for you. dont think about work when you are at home. dont ruin it.
for those who havent left home at all...... wait for it.. you will know what i am talking about....in due time.
My boarding call sounds.... The next time I blog will be from Ithaca. Its tough to give you a picture of the time line with these few blogs but nonetheless I have tried.
take care.. and stay in transit.
THE PIGS PARADOX - Even though the individually each of the food items expire or perish within 3-4 weeks and therefore collectively all of them perish together , PIGS normally carry home made and local made food items enough to last them for half a year. Hoping that they will relish the food for that amount of time. But the only way all the food can be consumed within the 4 weeks of their perishable due date is by having them parallelly and not sequentially. This is not the original plan but that is the only way the total consumption with zero perish is possible. Thus relishing the food that one brings is not a possibility if a large amount of it is brought thinking that it will last longer. On the other hand , if you bring less food there is always the fact that even though you will relish it, it will get over soon ... This is the PIGS Paradox or one of them.. It can also be called the PIGS Food Uncertainty principle. ...
The hoarding of these food items takes place over many days. Every day that is spent on visiting the market a new food item is either procured for direct consumption or for conversion into some other form such as pickle which will then be consumed or be expected to be consumed slowly but surely. More often than not, once in the US, the food is greatly neglected because now there is only so much time to relish the food, do your chores, make your boss happy and still lead a normal life :)
Everything however can be done. And everything can be achieved. Its only a matter of time, practice and the Indian Method of Jugad..!! :) or what "the others" call steadfastness or ghetto!!!
Once the time near the returning flight approaches we are once again faced by the demons of sadness and more phone calls. Frantically everyone from both sides now tries to hold on to the few moments of connectivity, where the same stories of how one's boss did not allow a larger holiday and how one will try for a bigger longer vacation time next year and will then try to squeeze in a trip to the village where a larger power set of relatives have been waiting for more than two years to catch a glimpse of their grandson... or whatever other term you want put instead..
Once inside the airport , even if its in your own city, you try harder to not think about the good times or the bad times spent at home because either way you are not going back home , which is still only a few miles away till next year .. (hopefully) .... you only try to stay in transit... for that is the best way to not feel sad about the good times..... !!
This is not my story. This is the story of an entire generation. A generation that has by passed the brain drain. This is the generation of Brain Train.. .... it is true that we have formed and become part of the diaspora. ... we only celebrate all our religious festivals in weekends so that we dont have to cut classes or work... but it is true that we still bend and touch the feet of everyone whom our parents know as friends or relatives... many times not questioning the necessity of the custom... This is not even our story..because a story is a story when its complete but this is live.. and you reading it is a part of it. So if you are at home reading this on vacation then enjoy every moment of it. If your mom/dad wants you to go to the market which is very dirty and crowded ... or thats what you feel now , even though you were okay with it a few years ago... go with them... because you might later regret.. .. if your dad suggests you to take an additional box of snacks.. take it. because he has been waiting to offer it for a year now ... and if you catch your mom trying to hide a muscle pain so that you can spend your holidays peacefully .. dont let her... because they anyway will not tell you once you are all the way over here.. take her to the doctor because she secretly wants it ...... for those who havent left work yet.. the same goes for you. dont think about work when you are at home. dont ruin it.
for those who havent left home at all...... wait for it.. you will know what i am talking about....in due time.
My boarding call sounds.... The next time I blog will be from Ithaca. Its tough to give you a picture of the time line with these few blogs but nonetheless I have tried.
take care.. and stay in transit.
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