Got my OCI card in the post today. The document transition is now complete
…from the Indian passport & the British permanent visa (indefinite leave to remain)
…to the British passport & the Indian permanent visa (overseas citizen of India)
Got my OCI card in the post today. The document transition is now complete
…from the Indian passport & the British permanent visa (indefinite leave to remain)
…to the British passport & the Indian permanent visa (overseas citizen of India)
Progress isn’t made by early risers. It’s made by lazy men trying to find easier ways to do something.
—Robert Heinlein
I wish you courage
I wish you rushing blood
A heart that beats too hard
Feelings that make everything too hard
Love that gets out of control
The most intense adventures
I hope you find your way out
I hope you’re the kind of person
Who gets a happy ending
—Fredrik Backman, in ‘Us against you’
I was unable to access my visa application status for a while.
Turns out my mistake was spelling ‘enquiry’ correctly. The correct URL spells it as ‘enqury’.
Head meet wall.
That was the number on the weighing scale yesterday morning – 85.2 Kg.
A full 10 Kg above target racing weight, and over 6 Kg over the pre-injury weight.
When I was 5 years old, my mother always told me that happiness was the key to life. When I went to school, they asked me what I wanted to be when I grew up. I wrote down ‘happy.’ They told me I didn’t understand the assignment, and I told them they didn’t understand life.
—Nick Offerman
Happy beach day, Dudley :)
They were initially bemused by the complexity of bus timetables, bin collections and—most of all—by the changeable weather. “In our country, when it’s summer, it’s summer,” says Ziead Alsaouah, Mr Batak’s son-in-law.
—The Economist | After the exodus
I had a very similar reaction to the weather when I moved here 8 years ago.
North India, where I spent the first 24 years of my life, has a very predictable weather. When it’s summer, it’s hot and dry for months on end. When it’s the rain season, it’s raining almost every day for a month. And when winter arrives, it’s bitterly cold, mostly dry, and frequently foggy (recently smoggy) for months on end.
Contrast that to the weather here on the island – it’s common to have at least two seasons in a day. Three’s not uncommon either. We had two months of constant dry, warm summers this year, and it’s already caused a mild panic. If we get a week of snow in the winter, news bulletins are full of ‘snowcalypse’ references.
It’s unsettling, at least initially, for people coming from places with stable, ‘continental’ weather patterns. Where culture, life, traditions, activities are based on the season, what do we do when the seasons just aren’t anymore?