The Cat with More than Nine Lives, lives through another accident Mt.Abu

The Incredible Story of the Cat Who Has More Than Nine Lives

The day began in the early hours of April 28th with surprising news. My good friend Kunoo, the Thakur of Bera Village, called to inform me of his mother's death. With the funeral set for 11.30 a.m., I rushed to contact family members in the hopes that they would join me in this moment of support and solidarity. My brother-in-law, on the other hand, indicated his inability to attend owing to approaching job responsibilities relating to his impending retirement on April 30th. This unexpected turn of events required me to attend the burial with another close buddy before returning to Abu by 7 p.m.

Around 8 p.m., I received a frantic phone from my sister, summoning me to the accident site where my brother-in-law had been involved in an accident. My blood raced cold as the fortunes of this accident-prone man were almost tragic. I called another friend to make a hasty trip to the spot because his house was in that area; I drove instantly, dreading the worst. When I arrived at the site, there was a tremendous throng and commotion, my sister weeping, Walter's eldest daughter was raging and yelling and crazy, and some cops had also arrived. 

It only took a few seconds to see that there was complete turmoil, but over the bustle, I heard my brother-in-law's painful cry, and my sinking being sprang to life. "Charlie's Aunt the old cock is still kicking and alive", I sighed, and we took him to the Global Hospital.

After examining Walter, I encouraged him to relax; his left leg was obviously in horrible shape, but it did not appear crushed; he most likely had a dislocated knee. The prognosis following the X-ray reinforced my suspicion. To his good fortune, teams of orthopaedic surgeons were on the scene since the Global Research Centre was hosting a symposium. They brought Walter into the emergency room, where these specialists set his leg.

Against all odds, they released Walter today around 4 p.m. Despite his physical restrictions, we made certain that he attended his department's retirement ceremony, although in a more muted way. It was a touching and wonderful event that celebrated this exceptional man's tenacity.

This remarkable sequence of events reminds me of Walter's unbreakable spirit, which is comparable to a cat with more than nine lives. His fortitude and capacity to persevere in the face of adversity serve as an example to us all. He has demonstrated time and again that he is more than simply a survivor, but a fighter with an unyielding spirit.

Today, I'd like to offer some photos that capture the soul of this wonderful man. A grin in the face of hardship is a testimonial to inner strength and courage.

May Walter's strength inspire us all and remember the importance of a strong spirit until the next part of this journey.

This story exemplifies the perseverance and tenacity of the human spirit. Walter's unwavering determination in tough times serves as a reminder that a resilient spirit can endure any adversity.

 33 years of service

 All eyes glued

All smiles 

 Bhagwan a dear friend

 Farewell ole  mate

 Feels good

 Gift  by the department

 Good one

Great joke

The backbone of the dept the linesman

Helping hands

Back to base

An emotional moment 

staff

Not too Bad

A great moment

Wifey n wally

Ouch 

Groan

Staff

Dharmendra the present boss

All ready to roll 

Retired staff

Speech by the big wig 

Staff n well wishers 

Helping hands

Touching

All smiles

Back home

One for the camera

The final signature

Smile man I'm retired

I’m Fine¬ – How are You? Mount Abu

Gosh
it’s been some time now that I have banged away at the keyboard and put my
thoughts in black and white. ‘OH Life’
reminded me today it’s been 36 days, unbelievable, so man I survived another 36
days, life has been good to me I thought I was goanna fade away like all seamen
do. There’s nothing the matter with me, I'm just as healthy as can be, I have
gouty arthritis in all my joints and on medication ‘Ciploric 300’to battle the
uric acid build up, my 3 pegs of larger than life whiskey only help to aggravate
the situation, Amen   

 My
pulse is weak, my blood is thin, but I'm awfully well for the shape I'm in.

My
blond hair has now turned platinum grey; my beard is in shades of salt and gold,
and gosh I have gone old!! I’m over weight and can’t get thin , but I’m awfully
 well for the shape I’m in.

My
walking has come to a grinding halt, as the arthritis in both my knees have not
eased. I can kick my ass for my carelessness, and the wise words of my Ole man
now hit me hard, ‘Son if you do not use it, you will lose it’

Sleep
is denied me night after night, but every morning I find I’m alright, my memory
hasn’t started to falter yet, even after mass slaughter of grey cells after
every wet, night after night. My frigging joints are going rigid day by day,
but I’m awfully well for the shape I’m in.

Old
age is wonderful I’ve heard it said, I really wonder, if it’s true?  I still have most of my teeth intact; my hair
on my crown is a Halo you see, my eyes do need spectacles to read, so you see I’m
awfully well for the shape I’m in.

I
get up each morn at the dot of 6, stretch take a peek at nature and prepare for
the day. Life is a drag if you can’t find time to appreciate what is thrown at
you. The moral of this rant, as it unfolds, is that for you and me, who are
growing old, Is to look the world in the eye, and say “I’m fine” with a smirk, than
to let people know the shape we are in.

I
AM FINE -- HOW ARE YOU?

           
Life is a bounty enjoy it well,

           
I’ll make it to either Heaven or Hell,

           
I’ll see you mates down at the dell,

           
If you go before me give a yell, is there

          
 A Place called Heaven or Hell.

TELL
ALL YOUR MATES YOU MISS THEM LIKE HELL, COME JOINS US ON THE INTERNET AND SPIN
YARNS LIKE WELL???????????????

HAVE
A WONDERFUL DAY