Time Matters

​Misery was desire. Hope was the creator of hopelessness. “Take it one day at a time,” she trained herself. But sometimes too much happened in a day. And then there were the times when too little happened. “I guess it’s about taking in every moment,” she concluded.



What It’s Like to Lose Your Short-Term Memory


Christine Hyung-Oak Lee | Longreads | February 2017 | 18 minutes (4,276 words)

Longreads is proud to feature an exclusive excerpt from Tell Me Everything You Don’t Remember: The Stroke That Changed My Life, the forthcoming memoir by Christine Hyung-Oak Lee. Lee’s story was first featured on Longreads in 2014, for her BuzzFeed essay, “I Had a Stroke at 33.”


Short-term memory dominates all tasks—in cooking, for instance: I put the water to boil in a pot on the stove and remember that the water will boil while I chop the onions. I will put the sauté pan on the stove to heat up the oil for the onions, and I will then put the onions, which I will remember I have chopped, into the oil, which I remember I have heated for the onions. I will then add tomatoes. While the onions and tomatoes cook, I…

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How do you know that you are committed to a purpose? Is it just about your sincerity and grit to stand watch to the fulfillment of the purpose at hand or is it more than that?

Commitment to a corporate job and its responsibilities when compared to commitment to a personal relationship incites different emotional reactions. In the first case, you need to look out for the greater good and be emotionally intelligent enough to make decisions. Risks and biases are to be calculated and taken care of before you put forth your final verdict. While in the second case you need to follow your heart and be passionate and empathetic while making decisions.

In the race against time, we lose everything to time. Grass will always be greener on the other side. Then why can’t we choose to be on a boat sailing downstream steadily with our eye at the horizon?

Life will rock this boat if we do so and make us choose sides for it is always a pleasure to stand fast to a decision and fight to the very end with logical explanations.

Do we win eventually or do we lose? And even if we lose the argument who loses the actual fight?
Just thinking…

7th February, 2017

My first Literary Meet!

Having sudden abrupt mood swings throughout the day kind of defines the life of a bipolar. Jacked up with my medication I decided that I have had enough of the chaos life had to offer and wanted to wander off to search the order in this disorderliness. 

Charged up with the beats of the parade at my school on 23rd January (Birth Anniversary of Netaji Subhas Chandra Bose) I made up my mind. Courage and support of my family drove me to take the step which I had only wished for in my thoughts. Dreams become reality only if you wish and believe in them.

List of celebrities I met and spoke with up close is a long one. I specially remember my evening stroll with William Darlymple discussing his session on The Last Mughal where he read excerpts from the life of Bahadur Shah Zafar, the mystic, in midst of the interim classical songs of the bygone era by Vidya Shah.
The experience was mystifying!
Thank you KALAM 2017!
Kolkata Literary Meet 2017, 

Victoria Memorial Hall

The Naked Truth

She bared it all!

She is sceptical but she did it nonetheless.

What went in her mind just before she did it?
Was she anxious of what the future holds or was she frustrated of the gripping hands of the past?

She did bare it all..

Maybe she enjoyed the whole experience 

Maybe she felt relieved.
Maybe she fell in love once again…

How much of a procrastinator are we?

Even when we know that we have all the skills required to deliver on a particular job we still tend to “prioritize” our schedule and sit back and enjoy our lovely leisure (which technically we do not have). 
Am thinking why do we do that? 

Why don’t we find the motivation to act on it? 
Why are we scared? What are the things that scare us the most? Is it our insecurities and shortcomings or is it just the fear of failing?
Am thinking…

Just a moment…

I think our society needs a huge “Wake-up” call. As a shelter manager, I am going to share a little insight with you all…a view from the inside if you will. First off, all of you breeders/sellers should be made to work in the “back” of an animal shelter for just one day. Maybe if you saw the life drain from a few sad, lost, confused eyes, you would change your mind about breeding and selling to people you don’t even know. That puppy you just sold will most likely end up in my shelter when it’s not a cute little puppy anymore. So how would you feel if you knew that there’s about a 90% chance that dog will never walk out of the shelter it is going to be dumped at? Purebred or not! About 50% of all of the dogs that are “owner surrenders” or “strays”, that come into my shelter are purebred dogs. The most common excuses I hear are; “We are moving and we can’t take our dog (or cat).” Really? Where are you moving too that doesn’t allow pets? Or they say “The dog got bigger than we thought it would”. How big did you think a Great Dane would get? “We don’t have time for her”. Really? I work a 10-12 hour day and still have time for my 6 dogs! “She’s tearing up our yard”. How about making her a part of your family? They always tell me “We just don’t want to have to stress about finding a place for her we know she’ll get adopted, she’s a good dog”. Odds are your pet won’t get adopted & how stressful do you think being in a shelter is? Well, let me tell you, your pet has 72 hours to find a new family from the moment you drop it off. Sometimes a little longer if the shelter isn’t full and your dog manages to stay completely healthy. If it sniffles, it dies. Your pet will be confined to a small run/kennel in a room with about 25 other barking or crying animals. It will have to relieve itself where it eats and sleeps. It will be depressed and it will cry constantly for the family that abandoned it. If your pet is lucky, I will have enough volunteers in that day to take him/her for a walk. If I don’t, your pet won’t get any attention besides having a bowl of food slid under the kennel door and the waste sprayed out of its pen with a high-powered hose. If your dog is big, black or any of the “Bully” breeds (pit bull, rottie, mastiff, etc) it was pretty much dead when you walked it through the front door. Those dogs just don’t get adopted. It doesn’t matter how ‘sweet’ or ‘well behaved’ they are. If your dog doesn’t get adopted within its 72 hours and the shelter is full, it will be destroyed. If the shelter isn’t full and your dog is good enough, and of a desirable enough breed it may get a stay of execution, but not for long . Most dogs get very kennel protective after about a week and are destroyed for showing aggression. Even the sweetest dogs will turn in this environment. If your pet makes it over all of those hurdles chances are it will get kennel cough or an upper respiratory infection and will be destroyed because shelters just don’t have the funds to pay for even a $100 treatment. Here’s a little euthanasia 101 for those of you that have never witnessed a perfectly healthy, scared animal being “put-down”. First, your pet will be taken from its kennel on a leash. They always look like they think they are going for a walk happy, wagging their tails. Until they get to “The Room”, every one of them freaks out and puts on the brakes when we get to the door. It must smell like death or they can feel the sad souls that are left in there, it’s strange, but it happens with every one of them. Your dog or cat will be restrained, held down by 1 or 2 vet techs depending on the size and how freaked out they are. Then a euthanasia tech or a vet will start the process. They will find a vein in the front leg and inject a lethal dose of the “pink stuff”. Hopefully your pet doesn’t panic from being restrained and jerk. I’ve seen the needles tear out of a leg and been covered with the resulting blood and been deafened by the yelps and screams. They all don’t just “go to sleep”, sometimes they spasm for a while, gasp for air and defecate on themselves. When it all ends, your pets corpse will be stacked like firewood in a large freezer in the back with all of the other animals that were killed waiting to be picked up like garbage. What happens next? Cremated? Taken to the dump? Rendered into pet food? You’ll never know and it probably won’t even cross your mind. It was just an animal and you can always buy another one, right? I hope that those of you that have read this are bawling your eyes out and can’t get the pictures out of your head I deal with everyday on the way home from work. I hate my job, I hate that it exists & I hate that it will always be there unless you people make some changes and realize that the lives you are affecting go much farther than the pets you dump at a shelter. Between 9 and 11 MILLION animals die every year in shelters and only you can stop it. I do my best to save every life I can but rescues are always full, and there are more animals coming in everyday than there are homes. My point to all of this DON’T BREED OR BUY WHILE SHELTER PETS DIE! Hate me if you want to. The truth hurts and reality is what it is. I just hope I maybe changed one person’s mind about breeding their dog, taking their loving pet to a shelter, or buying a dog. I hope that someone will walk into my shelter and say “I saw this and it made me want to adopt”. THAT WOULD MAKE IT WORTH IT.

~ Author unknown