I salute you Mr. Murphy, especially when you said this: ‘Everything that can go wrong, will go wrong’! You are truly one heck of a wise man!
Well, the past few weeks have been an absolute depiction of this particular law of Mr. Murphy’s. Everything that could go wrong, actually did.
The thing is, it was totally unexpected for me – but then I look around now and I see that it was the same way for most people around me – hectic struggles. I thought that when Mercury would turn direct (as opposed to retrograde) on the 18th of February, things would get going in a more positive way. And then I began to console myself that perhaps it was the subsequent the lunar eclipse that was working its thing into my life. But, I guess, I really cannot say why this began to happen. But happen it did.
Let me begin at the beginning.
It all began with the start of summer, or should it be spring? Well, whatever… One fine day it was very, very cold and then suddenly, it was warm. No, hot. Just like that. Summer had begun. (There is a lot to this global warming business than we are giving it credit, aren’t we?)
So, with the change of weather came the illness. Suddenly, I had something like the flu – I got a temperature and body pain and weakness and all that could happen to slow down the physical body, began to happen. So, all I could do was pop in a Crocin every single time after a meal and try to catch some sleep whenever I could. But then, the nights were positively sleepless due to the presence of some very irritating mosquitoes. Mortein coil did not help, nor did a Good Knight mat. And so there was no relief from the body-related problems.
And to top it all off, I had some very interesting deadlines to match. And match them I did. To say that I am rather proud of myself, would be an understatement.
And then the saga with my baby began. My baby = My office = My laptop. It is my world. It is the way I live, breathe and make money and basically survive. It is my music system, my word processor and my portal to the rest of the world.
The laptop had been making some very interesting noises of late and so I had panicked. I took it to this fellow who has a shop downstairs which advertises that he deals with laptop related services. I asked him if he could help me with it. He said that he would. The laptop went for servicing, and probable repairs. Which would take 2 days. Helpless, I let my baby go. But then the engineer who was to take care of things had some personal problems with a sick grandma. So the laptop came back un-repaired. And I used it like that for a few weeks more.
In the meantime, I was tackling some interesting lessons in domain transfer and learning what a cPanel is all about. In short, I am going to upgrade my website from being a simple site to a Web 2.0 thingy. Interesting thing – technology is. And as their website promised, the new domain and hosting provider kept their word. They even have a Live Chat facility where I could speak to someone about the progress of the situation and they were quite helpful. The process, as they promise on their website, was smooth and efficient.
The thing is that I have some very interesting plans with my website, which include being able to offer online Tarot lessons which many people have requested me to make for them. And there is a lot more in the brain, but let me not reveal all here at the moment. Will keep updating it as it happens.
Soon enough, though, my laptop began to shut down for no apparent reason. The thing resembled a television set that was shut down. That’s it – it just went OFF. Scared, I ran back to the guy downstairs and told him to find out if the engineer was back on the job. He took one whole day to find it out. After which, my baby went back to the supposed doctor.
Anyhow, it turns out that the fan on the processor unit had conked off and was not functioning, and hence the initial noises and then when the processor began to unusually heat up, the computer would, of course, shut down.
But then here is where the troubles really began to take form. The spare was nowhere to be found, apparently.
Meanwhile the machine came back to me. And helplessly, I had wasted a total of 5 days in this entire process.
For me, every single day that I don’t work, I don’t make money. Time is money. And the laptop was much more than a means to an end for me. Going to a cyber café was not such a feasible option.
I had to buy a new machine and then figure out how to repair and re-sell the existing machine. So I began to shop around.
Apart from figuring out the financial aspects, there was another aspect called the ‘Operating System’ which I had to tackle head-on.
Banks are funny places. When I had cleared all my debts, they couldn’t stop calling me and offering me loans to the tune of a Lakh of Rupees. And now when I need a loan, they have a problem with the fact that I don’t have a ‘Job’. I have one word for these banks – SICKOS! Not that I don’t understand their logic – but at best it is convoluted. But let’s not get into that right now. The thing is that I could get a finance scheme with the shop from where I was purchasing the machine. But I needed documents like a bank statement and checks etc. So while I was waiting for the documents to turn up, I was tackling the issue of the ‘Operating System’.
All the laptops in the market are now dual core or core 2 duo and have Vista. I don’t want Vista. I want XP. I am not so keen on Vista. And as a customer, I want to have a choice, at least about an operating system on my computer.
The whole thing stinks – it is nothing short of a conspiracy when an OS is forced upon you. I mean you are paying for the machine, and you are also effectively paying for the OS. I suppose, that entitles you to some amount of choice, or does it? I am beginning to see an amount of righteous indignation creep in for my love of all things Open Source!
Meanwhile, as I was telling Michelle about this sorry state of affairs, she offered me a straightforward loan. In a word, I was stunned. She understands, though. But I took her offer, and her bank details to repay her loan. I couldn’t have done this without Michelle and owe her a lot. Merely saying “Thanks” won’t quite suffice. She came through for me in a way that completely un-explicable and un-complicated. I guess this is what friends are all about, huh?
We went down to a computer mall and I finally selected a Compaq machine which had DOS on it. Then I bought XP. And I bought 1 GB RAM. Then I bargained. We swiped two cards – my credit card, Michelle’s debit card. And paid for the machine. Then the technical people in the shop were given the laptop to install the OS and the RAM and make the laptop fit for use.
After this, I bought the machine home, and spent the last 2 days transferring the data, re-activating the virus program and so on and so forth.
And, here was a shocker. The people in the computer shop said that they could not only fix my old machine, but they would also buy it from me. Hmmm….isn’t it interesting! So after transferring all the data, I gave my machine to them today evening.
Just as everything was about to come undone, it began to get solved.
So after all the things that went wrong, the only way the tide was to turn was to all things that were going right.
Meanwhile, I asked for and received a couple of my payments. My clients are such nice and understanding people. I really cannot thank them enough. They have been quite understanding with me throughout all these woes that I was facing with my machine. I would like to extend my heartfelt thanks to all of my clients.
And so, the cycle begins anew. Reminds me of a card in Tarot called ‘The Wheel of Fortune’. The image is rife with a lot of symbolism, which I won’t get into right now, but in all it talks of stuff like what I have gone through. Life goes through such cycles – at one point all we have goes spiraling down the tubes, and once you hit rock bottom, the only way things go is UP!
Here is a simpler version of the card from the Robin Wood Deck, which can serve as an interesting pictorial representation of just what I went through, these past few days.
So, the point to remember is that if the wheel is turning downwards, one has to hang in there, one way or the other. Because once you hit rock-bottom, the only direction the wheel moves is upwards, and takes you out of it.
Because, the thing is, unless you’ve seen the pits you cannot and do not appreciate the mountain tops.
C’est la vie!
So you see, Mr. Murphy was a very, very wise man!