my tumbling space

hey all!

so ever since my family and i moved to an extremely rural area (where our neighbours have legitimate farms in their “backyards”….), my dad has gotten the farming-bug :p he even went and took a farming-course to learn! and he’s planning on starting…something on his own. so anyway, from this course (i think) he found out about different farmers in the area and that they occasionally need help with the farm and stuff. so my dad decided to start going on weekends (not every single weekend, he’s been maybe like 3 or 4 times). 

so this time when he went (last weekend), i decided to go with him. you know, because if there is someday going to be a farm (gosh, i really hope not…), then at least my dad would have one other person who could kind of help out. :p

anyway, so we went and stayed for about 4 hours. we went in the morning until about noon so it wasn’t too hot then. and we planted a whole row of onions! 

here is a picture of the onion bulbs that we planted:

only a LOT more! 

as we went along the column of readied soil, we were basically just supposed to stick these bulbs in. it was really easy actually, i mean the actual work itself! but the column was pretty wide so we had to do the same thing on the other side of the column too, which made it tedious. 

i noticed that i was just kind of sticking them in randomly and it looked kind of messy, but my dad had a real flair for making them in a straight line and look organized! even though he wasn’t measuring or anything, the sections that he planted just looked more…aesthetically appealing. as for me, the whole time i was planting, i felt so guilty that i might mess up this farmer’s crop, that i prayed (pretty much) on every single bulb, so that he would have a good crop! and i STILL pray…because it would really suck if i ruined his livelihood :(

but anyway, the point of this post is….even though we only did it for a little while, and even though the conditions were pretty good, it was still really tiring! and…well it gave me a whole new appreciation for farmers! i mean, it’s no joke running a farm! it’s hard work, especially if your farm isn’t quite big enough for you to own those big plowing/planting tractors, and you have to do everything by yourself with your own hands!

and…i guess that’s what i wanted to say about my experience as farmer for a day :p (4 hours…)

until next time!

much love :)

-komal

so i recently (yesterday) finished the book the year of the flood by margaret atwood. which is about *SPOILER ALERT: MOVE TO NEXT PARAGRAPH IF YOU WANT TO EVENTUALLY READ THIS BOOK!* a dystopian future where a big “Waterless Flood” has come and wiped out most of the human population after the human race has pretty much gone and ruined itself with all it’s “advancements”. 

and it really made me wonder, what will the future be like? and no, i don’t mean the next 5, 10, 15, or even 50 years…but more like the next few centuries (if the world even goes that far!) and beyond. and no, i also don’t mean my own personal future…i mean the future of the world. 

and not only that, even movies like 2012 and the whole mayan calendar deal make it feel like there’s something abuzz in the air. like something is trying to tell us that it will happen soon….

but there are also many other people with different views about tomorrow…like the ever-optimists who believe the world is just getting (or at least will be getting) better and better with all the current new technologies and innovations and all the new ones to come…

and the opposite end of that pole is people like a couple of my own friends, who believe that the world will end within the next 100 years! :O

and me? well…i’m not sure, but unfortunately (being the pessimist/cynic that i am)…i have a feeling that the world will still get a lot worse, before things can finally start getting better. and i really hope that’s not true! 

but anyway, that was all my ramblings for tonight. it probably didn’t make sense to you and it probably won’t make sense to me when i re-read it someday later, but it makes sense for now :) and that matters :p

anyway, much love!

-komal

i don’t know why, but for some reason in my mind the word discipline is synonymous to the word tame (tame used in the sense of the taming of the shrew - shakespeare).

JUST IN CASE YOU ARE PLANNING ON EVER READING THAT PLAY, DO NOT READ THE BRACKETED TEXT BELOW! :p

(and in case you don’t know - i only know ‘cause i had to read it in high school, otherwise i don’t go around reading shakespeare of my own free will :p - the taming of the shrew is a play by shakespeare where the main plot is of this woman who’s very wild and not suitable for her time, and her father has to find a suitor for her that will TAME her to be a proper lady. so clearly, extremely sexist but for shakespeare’s time, it made sense) 

ANYWHO, so what does this have to do with me? well, like i said, the words discipline and tame are (for some reason) synonymous (even though i know they are two completely different concepts, i just think the latter when i’m talking the former) 

so naturally, if anyone (my parents, of course) try to discipline me, i always take it the wrong way because i get extremely defensive and think that they’re trying to TAME me (my personality, my way of thinking, etc etc)

and quite frankly, i need to stop this! because it is just ridiculous. 

and that is all for tonight :p

much love!

-komal :)