A lot has been happening lately. Death of my father's attendant, who took a job elsewhere. His end came suddenly, one minute he was talking, the next he was gone. I went when I heard it. The present employers were probably sad, but more concerned about looking for a replacement. He was lying there, wrapped in a cloth and negotiations were going on! That's life. You are needed as long as, you serve. Works at all levels. And I was going through accupuncture, to treat my Meniscus tear and arthritis. The lady is patronized by celebrities. And the chamber is teeming with people who had needles stuck at all odd angles. And I am petrified of needles and alternative remedies. So 3 days of looking like a hedgehog, I give up! - Have you done your Moksha? Someone asked. Amid the bed of needles I wondered if I have become a soul already? Well Moksha here is somekind of scalding with what looked like a fat burning agarbatti. And boy! It hurt. And again I think of the pyre, and fi