Life in New York

I migrated to New York (from Kerala via Delhi) in the winter of 1983-84. President Carter had just ended his US Presidency term and the Reagan era had started. By 1990 I felt I was living in the land where honey and milk flowed. For example both milk and gasoline was affordable at 99cents for a gallon. The unemployment rate was at its lowest at 4%.

At this juncture came the first shocker. It is documented in history as "The savings and loan crisis of the 1990s .It was the failure of 747 savings and loan associations (S&Ls) in theUnited States. The ultimate cost of the crisis is estimated to have totaled around $160.1 billion, which was directly paid for by the U.S. government—that is, the U.S. taxpayer, either directly or through charges on their savings and loan accounts—which contributed to the large budget deficits of the early 1990s.

My first abode was an apartment building in May Steet, New Rochelle, NY, where I had the first
taste of life in the US.
At this time, in 1984, a local call on the then company called NEWYORK TELEPHONE, cost 10 cents.
A slice of Pizza cost $1.00 and the minimum charge for a taxi was $1.50
Minimum legal wage was $3.00 an hour.

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A doctor in the american hospital I work, really pissess me off. He has the look of an Italian

origin. He sits on a chair, then places his both feet with shoes, on the desk, which is used by all staff to place the food they eat and the charts/papers they use.

How can be one be so rude to place assumed dirty shoes on the place where one eats food?

But no one reprimands him for that.

In my mind, I blame his mother for not teaching manners and the ability to recognise between good and bad.

And then I return home and sit down on the sofa to eat some food. Guess

whose dirty shoes and foot glaring at me? My offspring's!

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Magic of Halloween. The Halloween October 31st 2002 magic in it. It is drizzling, dark clouds has shrouded the entire town, it is past 7 pm, and there is a moderately strong howling wind. I am guiding my two children aged 12 and 7. We turn into a dark street where we dont normally venture. Many of the houses are lit with colored bulbs, covered with artificial spider-webb. At each sight of the jumping skeletons and one-eyed pirates waving machettess. And as they went out deep into the mysterious houses, they were screaming with joy at the terrors they faced.

with adrenalin at its peak, we were in a trance not knowing which way the homebound way lied.

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Movies that make me emotional:

This week of Christmas-2008 I saw two movies::

1. A Mira Nair Film: "Namesake"

Kal Penn acts as the son of Tabu, whose life in US as an immigrant is described. Tabu's two

children minds their own business. Sad ending for Tabu: Husband dies and children not helpful.

2. A Tim Burton movie" Big Fish".Older character Edward Bloom played by Albert Finney and younger by Evan McGregor.
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I lost access to this account for many years, but to day, that is 11th of March 2018, I was suddenly able to retriebe it. May be I will restart again.
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