Too Soon Old by David L. Griffith

What do you see, nurses what do you see

Are you thinking when you are looking at me

A crabbit old woman, not very wise,

Uncertain of habit, with faraway eyes,

Who dribbles her food and makes no reply

When you say in a loud voice –I do wish you’d try

Who seems not to notice the things that you do

And for ever is losing a stocking or shoe,

Who unresisting or not, lets you do as you will

With bathing and feeding, the long day to fill

Is that what you are thinking, is that what you see,

Then open your eyes, nurses, you’re not looking at me.

 

I’ll tell you who I am as I sit here so still,

As I used at your bidding, as I eat at your will,

I am a small child of ten with a father and mother,

Brothers and sisters who love one another,

A young girl of 16 with wings on her feet

Dreaming that soon now a lover she’ll meet;

A bride at 20 — my heart gives a leap,

Remembering the vows that I promised to keep

At 25 now I have young of my own

Who need me to build a secure, happy home;

A women of 30 my young now grow fast,

Bound to each other with ties that should last,

At 40 my young sons have grown and are gone;

But my man’s beside me to see I don’t mourn;

At 50, once more babies play around my knee.

Again we know children, my loved one me

Dark days are upon me, my husband is dead,

I look at the future, I shudder with dread,

For my young are all rearing young of their own

And I think of the years and the love that I’ve known.

 

I’m an old woman now and nature is cruel

’tis her jest to make old age look like a fool.

The body it crumbles, grace and vigor depart,

There is now a stone where once was a heart

But inside this old carcass a young girl still dwells

And now and again my battered heart swells

I remember the joys I remember the pain,

And I’m loving and living life over again.

I think of the years all too few – gone too fast,

And accept the stark fact that nothing can last.

 

So open your eyes, nurses open and see

Not a crabbit old women look closer – see me.

WordPress Hack – Content Disappeared

So recently, I was working on a project and while tweaking for page speed using Wp3 Cache and messing around with .htaccess file my website disappeared!

Blank page, spinner rotating and no content!

I got freaked out and checked the admin panel, everything was in it’s place. All pages there, all posts there.

Replaced the content of the .htaccess file and no luck. That’s when I saw this video and deactivated my W3 Total Cache plugin & VOILA! The page was back again. Rocking as usual, but still giving me page speed issues. But that’s for another time.

WordPress Hack – Out of Memory Error

I keep getting a message while developing a website which says there has been a fatal error and the process cannot complete because out of memory or memory exhausted on line 238 and yada yada yada…

The simplest way to fix it is to go to your File Manager in Hosting, find a file called default constants in wp-includes folder and change the value which is set at 40M to 128M.

Here is a video explaining it better.

Iftar at Sri Krishna Mutt in Udupi

 

For the first time in the history of the famous Udupi Sri Krishna Temple, members of the Muslim community attended an Iftar organised at the temple on Saturday night.

Over 150 members of the community participated in the ‘Souharda Upahara Koota’ (harmony breakfast meet) held at the temple’s Annabrahma Dining Hall on the eve of Eid.

The event was mooted by Vishwesha Tirtha Swami of Paryaya Pejawar Mutt, who is currently in his fifth Paryaya, The Hindu reported.

The members of the Muslim community, who had gathered in the hall, broke their fast at 6.59 pm.  Banana, watermelon, apple, dates and cashew nuts along with ‘kashaya’, a drink made of black pepper were served to the members at the dining hall.

So many things to learn from this simple act:

  • Festivals are celebrated by a community, it’s not communal.
  • A religion can participate and celebrate with another religion and yet keep it’s own beliefs in place.
  • A leader should lead by example, not by divide and rule.

S*** Town

We ain’t nothing but a nation of goddamn, chicken-shit, horse-shit, tattletale, pissy-ass, whiny, fat, flabby, out of shape Facebook looking damn twerp-fest, peaking out the windows and slipping around, listening in on the cell phones and spying in the peephole and peeping in the crack of the goddamned door, and listening in the fucking sheet rock.

You know, Mr. Putin, please, show some fucking mercy. I mean, come on, drop a fucking bomb, won’t you?

I gotta have me some tea.

With Andrea Bocelli  singing in the background, this was easily the best 30 seconds of pod I have heard.