Tarot with Kavita

I was 16 when I picked up a tarot introduction box at my local bookstore in curiosity. Ten years later, after countless tarot readings for friends, family and acquaintances, I am pleased to announce 

Tarot With Kavita 

Personalized tarot sessions on weekends

Why only weekends, you ask? Because I have a very busy day job, not to mention a strict boss :)

For more information and details, please visit http://www.tarotwithkavita.blogspot.com

Tales from the Dentist

There are always stories after a visit to a dentist, usually painful ones but still stories that you feel like sharing after spending time in “the chair”.

My tryst with dentists started about 3 years back with a small cavity and it is ongoing today, a relationship I feel will continue till the very end. To think that one small cavity can bring so much pain and headache to not only you but your entire family. Just goes to show that you can never neglect any part of your body at any time, this human body made by God, needs maintenance and care regularly.

The thing about dentists I have discovered in the past 3 years are that there are 2 types of them roaming this planet – the artists who can make your teeth shine with a reassuring smile and ones who I like to call clumsy and distracted, more interested in having conversations with you ignoring the fact that the patient has about 3 medical instruments inside his/her mouth and is in danger of swallowing the gravel/dust from the teeth.

My first visit to the dentist and in “the chair” was to an old family friend who my grandparents swore by. In fact, my grandfather would specially travel from Kolkata to Ahmedabad (a trip he hates) just to get his teeth checked by this dentist. With such strong references, I was pretty confident when I went to enquire about the pain in my teeth. The dentist told me I had a cavity, drilled and filled it, and then sent me on my merry way while charging me fees for a NRI (Oh beta! You live in Australia now, how wonderful).

Well I ditched that dentist, (no, not because of the NRI fees, oh okay, maybe a bit because of them) when even after 3 visits (I was a bit slow back then and a masochist) and after much drilling and poking, I realized that the dentist who works for my grandparents may not necessarily work for me also.

As the saying goes, you have to kiss a lot of frogs before you find your prince. Well, luckily for me I have had only 2 bad experiences with dentists before finding 2 perfect ones – one in India and one in Australia, 2 countries where I reside. So my teeth look all set for the future.

On a side note, what do you do with your tongue when you are in the dentist’s chair? I have found that when I am in “the chair”, my normally sedate tongue comes alive and goes crazy. It wants to move around and be friends with the drill. No matter how much my brain warns it to stay away in a corner, as soon as the drill goes off, it’s like, why hello Mr. Drill.

So now tell me, been in “the chair” lately?

The Art of forgetting birthdays

I am a girl of many talents (modest not being one of them, clearly) but one talent that I excel in, and can probably hold classes and give out honours and distinction to others is how to forget birthdays of your friends. Even in this age of technology and facebook, where you have numerous apps that help remind you and get notifications to wish someone, I am capable of ignoring them all and being happily oblivious when a friend’s birthday passes by. Countless times I have seen these reminders pop up on my screen and have promised myself that I will definitely send a message later in the day, but my mind is like a sieve when it comes to birthdays apparently.

The brain is certainly a funny organ, and mine is on a completely different platform most of the time. It can remember useful and useless information with alarming clarity but it always fumbles when it comes to birthdays for some reason. In all, my brain can remember only 5 birthdays (my parents and siblings) and it is shocking compared to the number of people I meet and interact with on a regular basis, not to mention very embarrassing.

But I have learned to accept it a little, more than that; my dearest friends have managed to understand this deficiency in me and only managed a chuckle or two on my behalf. Like R, now I want to respect privacy and thus am not giving away names. I have been friends with R for close to 6 years now, which means 6 birthdays have gone by. Now she has wished me for each of those 6 birthdays even when we were in the midst of final exams. On the other hand, I have wished her only for 1 birthday (earlier this year) and she was a bit shocked that I remembered for the first time. That’s 5 birthdays that I have missed and being the sweet person that she is, she has not held a grudge against me and is one of my best friends today.

Another of my friends K, seeing my strike rate with R, was appalled and devised a unique but effective way of reminding me her birthday. She simply calls and messages me a week before her birthday, now to some this may seem extensive but it works (at least in my case) and don’t worry K, I remember your birthday is coming up.

But my most embarrassing forgetting a friend’s birthday incident is from a couple of years back. I had in my infinite carelessness forgotten another friend’s birthday. Now on this day, this friend called me up and we chatted for like 15 mins about odds and ends and then I simply hung up, still not realizing that it was his birthday. The next day another friend called me and asked if I had wished him, the ball finally dropped. Most embarrassing because the poor chap had given me a call himself despite his birthday.

Now that’s what I call a clutter brain. But what’s cool is that all these people are still my friends in spite of my poor memory and they never forget my birthday, even though me being a March born means my birthday falls right during exam month. So thank you to all who have been a victim of my forgetfulness and here’s to all the birthdays that I have missed and all the future birthdays that I will miss (ya I am not too optimistic).

So, how about you, missed any important dates lately?