Concordia Discors (Discordant Harmony)

Thursday, 22 July 2010


My eyes are left deserted when confronted with pain,
All I can do is write my tears.
Makes me scared to see my life in vain,
All I can do is write my fears.

Wish to create an uproar against this injustice,
All I can do is write my silence.
Rioter in me wants to break free of my cowardice,
All I can do is write my violence.

Deep down laughing at my life’s irony,
All I can do is write my despair.
Ensconced in this discordant harmony,
All I can do is write this wishful prayer.

© Honey Digra

Hangover for Lifetime - Cerebellar Ataxia

Wednesday, 9 June 2010



Couple o' days back, I was diagnosed with 'Cerebellar Ataxia'. Trust me, it was very annoying when you went and met hell lot of doctors and still didn’t get to know what was wrong with you. Now, I am sort of relieved that finally I have my diagnosis in hand though I guess it’s scary (read it as 'excited' in my case) when you also get to know what you have will get worse with time and it is also supposed to be incurable. Before I was diagnosed, I used to joke with my friends that see I tend to enjoy all the effects of alcohol without shelling out a single penny.

So, this is how the journey started... I had viral fever and I guess after 20-25 days the symptoms of Ataxia started (Anyway, I do have a history of head trauma.). The symptoms were very mild – imbalance; could not write (either my handwriting was very big or very small), not to mention the pain in my hands; slurred speech. Then later I had head cramps, short term memory loss; impaired judgement. Initial couple of weeks I ignored it. Then I gave it a serious thought and I fixed an appointment with a general physician and I was given medicine for Vertigo which obviously was of no use. After that I was referred to an ENT specialist and then to a neurologist. Then I had couple of tests – some blood tests and an MRI. Then I was on medicine (for Hypothyroidism though I was a borderline case only) again but I was not diagnosed. This medicine was also futile and after that I was suggested by my sister to meet this so and so expert neurosurgeon in Bangalore. Met him and finally I was diagnosed – he (my neurosurgeon) showed me my cerebellum on one of my MRI films and told me it’s shrinking and he told me to accept the fact that it’s pretty much incurable. But he put me on new medicine saying that it will reduce the intensity of my symptoms and slow down the process and trust me, his medicine has been very helpful. But then I was summoned home so that they can have a second opinion. Again, I had to meet some neurologist and had to face the same diagnosis. Well, I was really fed up of meeting so many doctors so I decided to take treatment from my Bangalore neurosurgeon only. Anyway I am keeping spinal tap test (aka Lumbar puncture) for the last. I have seen some videos on youtube and it definitely looks scary and I will get it done only if necessary. Anyway I am planning to have my diet also gluten free. Though I drink very rarely, I still checked if Vodka was Gluten free. And thank God it was and it is!!

P.S. : Recently I read somewhere that it is a terminal disease (indirectly though) in some cases. From the onset of disease till death, the patient lives for 15 years on average. Anyway, I hope I last longer than 15 years. And also the prevalence of SCA's (Spinocerebellar Ataxia) is estimated to be about 1-4/100,000.


[Cerebellar Ataxia : Ataxia is a neurological sign and symptom consisting of gross lack of coordination of muscle movements. Ataxia is a non-specific clinical manifestation implying dysfunction of parts of the nervous system that coordinate movement, such as the cerebellum. Several possible causes exist for these patterns of neurological dysfunction. The term "dystaxia" is rarely used as a synonym. The International Ataxia Awareness Day is observed on September 25 each year. The part of the cerebellum most affected by ataxia is the layer of Purkinje cells. Each fold or “folium” of the cerebellum can be separated into three layers, the middle of which is made up of large, flat neurons called Purkinje cells. These cells are essential for relaying information within the cerebellum. They have highly branched dendrites that receive hundreds of thousands of inhibitory and excitatory impulses to process. Their myelinated axons extend through the white matter to synapse with the central nuclei of the cerebellum, the only cortical neurons to do so. They are responsible for processing efferent impulses from the motor cortex. It is when these cells die or become damaged that the cerebellum is unable to function properly. Drug treatments do exist for ataxia, but they have been largely unsuccessful so far. A few forms of ataxia are linked to deficiencies of vitamin E and coenzyme Q10. Drug treatments have proven effective for these types, but such ataxias are very rare and less serious than the more prevalent ones. Amantadine has been shown to slow the progress of ataxia in some people and to increase energy levels, though the results do not appear to apply to the entire ataxia population. In addition, GABAergic agents may reduce cerebellar tremors, but are not effective for treating ataxia symptoms as a whole. You can also read about Cerebellar Ataxia here – Cerebellar Ataxia.]
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[Updated on 23 June 2010]

Well few of my symptoms are gone but new ones have also joined me. I am taking anti-migraine (Trilol SR 40 - Beta-blocker - propranolol) medicines and Vitamin B supplements (Zenobal Plus/Matilda Forte). But my slurring in speech has gone, though not completely and I am free of headaches but momentarily pains are still there. I get tired pretty soon now and I am also having a bout of short term memory losses. Well I don't think I will ever take it seriously but I make sure I don't miss my medicine. Doc has also changed my medicine and put me on some antioxidants (Miraqule) but let's see how effective those are! Well I don't think spinal tap is necessary but for my family's satisfaction I might have it. But I do want to have genetic testing of my blood done, though in my case it is not hereditary yet (and I have a history of head trauma), I still want to see what are the % chances that I pass it onto my kids.
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[Updated on 22 July, 2010]

I think I should move on. Had so many tests for Vitamin B12, Anti- gliadin, Complete BC, TSH, Stomach Scanning (just to rule out any other infection) but unluckily everything is normal. Had they been positive, I would have taken treatment but all my efforts are still in vain. My only concern is my LFT (Liver function test) because my bilirubin cerebral signs i.e. my SGOT and SGPT are increasing. Well, externally I am fine as I am taking medicines for my symptoms. But internally I think my last hope is stem cell transplant (not effective though) which again will only delay things. Anyway as long I live, I have to take medicine and keep visiting doctor regularly. I think I should start working again and keep living a normal life.

You must check out Ataxia forum if you want to know more: Ataxia Forum
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[Updated on March 23, 2012]

Well, It's more or less two years now. And I must say, I am almost free of Ataxia now. In the end, it was my Vitamin D level which was causing all the problems. It seems my body is not making enough Vitamin D on its own. So, I am on a permanent dose of Vitamin D. And yes, I do have slight symptoms of Ataxia at times but I guess, I have to live with it...

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[Updated on Sep 23, 2013]

No motor issues but my migraine is more frequent now and the pain is unbearable. My hands also pain at times. And I do have trouble recollecting words/phrases and in turn, it affects the quality of my conversations. Planning to have an MRI again and wouldn't be surprised to know if my cerebellum had shrunk further. Let's see how everything pans out!.. will let you know results of MRI once I get it done.

Green Vine Snake (Ahaetulla Nasuta) ~ Auroville, India

Monday, 18 January 2010



Green Vine Snake (Ahaetulla Nasuta) ~ Auroville, India
(Taken on : 2 January 2010)

Death Valley, Spain

Friday, 14 August 2009


The Real Thrill - For all those who absolutely love living life on the edge!!
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El Caminito del Rey (The King's little pathway)
El Chorro, Málaga, Spain

"De Profundis"

Thursday, 19 February 2009


Each and every time thou will make me fall,

Each and every time, I will stand.
Enough relying on you…
Enough pinning faith on what’s engraved on my hand.

Faced all your wrath and tantrums,
Thought one day, you will show me ‘The light’.
But the endless spells, you had cast…
I should have known, I am alone in my fight.

Thy cruelty is far beyond,
No matter how evil am I!
You led me on the road to perdition,
And you mocked at my each cry.

Oh dear!... listen to me now.
Thy never ending anathema has come to a halt.
No more damned am I!
And thy name shall never be called.

© Honey Digra

“Cauchemar” - Sleep Paralysis

Thursday, 15 January 2009


Perhaps you've experienced the sensation-while awakening or falling asleep-of not being able to move. You discover that your body is paralyzed. Although you may try to call out, the sound remains locked in your throat. Meanwhile, your mind is clamoring to know what's going on.
"Sleep Paralysis" American Medical Association Guide to Better Sleep, l984.


Couple of weeks back, it happened again for the second time. I was having an afternoon nap and suddenly I felt the presence of some invisible force. I wanted to get up from my sleep but I could not. I could not even open my eyes and I was scared to death. The fact that I was not able to fight it made me all the more scared. Well this was a very mild one as I had experienced the worst. Around four years ago (in 2005), I became the victim of sleep paralysis. I was choked; could not open my eyes; I was thrown out of my bed (though in real I was still on the bed); and I felt the presence of some force. I knew it was not a dream but it was not the reality either. But it was so close to real. It was like I was trapped in my sleep and the only solution was to get up. And then there was this OBE. Anyways!

I did some research on it and I happened to bump into the word ‘Cauchemar’. It is a French word and it means ‘nightmare, bad dream’. Find the roots below:

“Where does the word nightmare come from? The English word for evil spirit or incubus is mare, a word that comes from the Sanskrit mara, meaning ‘crusher’. The French word for nightmare, cauchemar, also contains the root mare, while ‘caucher’ means to trample. At some time in history people started to confuse mare or merrie, which meant a female horse, with the other meaning of mare of an evil spirit. Maybe a further complication happened because of the existence of a Teutonic goddess Mara who would changed herself in a white merrie to visit a sleeping man at night.”

And this nightmare is often related to sleep paralysis. And I also checked the exact definition of sleep paralysis. This is what I have got from medicinenet.com –

Sleep paralysis: “A frightening form of paralysis that occurs when a person suddenly finds himself or herself unable to move for a few minutes, most often upon falling asleep or waking up. Sleep paralysis is due to an ill-timed disconnection between the brain and the body. The symptoms of sleep paralysis include sensations of noises, smells, levitation, paralysis, terror, and images of frightening intruders. Once considered very rare, about half of all people are now believed to experience sleep paralysis sometime during their life. Sleep paralysis strikes as a person is moving into or out of REM (rapid eye movement) sleep, the deepest part of sleep. During REM sleep the body is largely disconnected from the brain leaving the body paralyzed. Sleep paralysis is the result of premature (or persistent) mind-body disconnection as one is about to enter into (or exit from) REM sleep. Sleep paralysis occurs most often after jet lag or periods of sleeplessness that interrupt the normal REM patterns. It affects both sexes equally and occurs at all ages but is most common in teenagers. Sleep paralysis can be familial and may be genetic (inherited) in some cases. An attack of sleep paralysis is usually harmless and self-limited. It tends to be over in a minute or two as soon as the brain and body re-establish connections and the person is able to move again. However, the memory of the terrifying sensations felt during sleep paralysis can long endure. (Some scholars believe that sleep paralysis may account for some of the old claims of attacks by witches and the more recent "reports" of nocturnal abduction by space aliens.) A rare fatal form of sleep paralysis may, it is thought, underlie the cases of healthy teenagers, mainly in Southeast Asia, who die in their sleep, sometimes after fighting for breath but without thrashing around. Sleep paralysis goes by a number of names, including the "old hag" in Newfoundland (for an old witch thought to sit on the chest of the paralyzed sleeper), "kokma" in the West Indies (for a ghost baby who jumps on the sleeper's chest and attacks the throat), "kanashibari" in Japan and "gui ya" or ghost pressure in China (because a ghost is believed to sit on and assault the sleeper). Medically, sleep paralysis is sometimes called waking paralysis, predormital (before-sleep) paralysis, postdormital (after-sleep) paralysis, and REM sleep atonia.”
If I were to go by the above definitions, my paralysis was more of a waking paralysis or postdormital paralysis. In my case, it happened when my sleep was more in the lucid state as I was about to wake up. According to some sources (as you read in the last paragraph), it has a supernatural side to it too. There was a case study done on supernatural assault tradition in Southwest Louisana. You can read more about this supernatural narrations and witch riding experiences at this link:

Contemporary Cauchemar: Experience, Belief, Prevention by Katherine Roberts

All I know it was a very frightening experience. And now that I have experienced it twice, I really don’t find anything scientific about it but at the same time I don’t buy any witch riding justification also. Anyway, hoping not to go through it again….

If interested in knowing more, you can visit these sites:
Sleep Paralysis
Dream World
Sleep - A Dynamic Activity


"Born to fight"

Saturday, 4 August 2007


Those eyes! Once looked up at me for hope, for the fruition of their dreams… And now, same old eyes… but helpless eyes! Staring at me (sympathetically)… watching the hollowness of my soul…


Those eyes! Sullen eyes!
Watching “the soul with the suit of hauteur”
Returned from the abattoir of dignity…
The one who is his own saboteur.

Me still brooding over my gone moments… still holding on the clutches of affliction! Gradually touching down the depths of darkness… fear started creeping up. Was I dying? Yes, I was… and all I could see, the blackness around me.

Fretting over the dead past…
Lost in the serifs of its love dossier.
Slipping into an abysmal chasm,
Screaming for help, but no one to hear.

Couldn’t even behold the trace of my conscience. Lost my true inner self… but I wanted to break free (wishful thinking). On the contrary! I was giving up… cessioning to the obscurity.

Striving for his individuality,
Annoyed with the flair of confutation.
Wanted to breach the strings of melancholy…
Wanted to leave the times behind, sated with humiliation.

And there comes ‘The Courage’ (my savior)… came closer… held my hand… to leave me for never!

There comes ‘The Bravura’
To hold him on the pathways of life.
Going to fight for his survival till the end,
Being his strength, in the spells of strife.




[If not for thyself… think of all the people who love you… let them show thee how beautiful this life is… so that one fine day, you’d be there to enlighten others who have surrendered to this darkness… Fight for those helpless souls… and make them realize how beautiful this life is!!...]

© Honey Digra


Honeybunch

Friday, 6 July 2007


You're my Honeybunch, Sugarplum
Pumpy-umpy-umpkin, You're my Sweetie Pie
You're my Cuppycake, Gumdrop
Snoogums-Boogums, You're the Apple of my Eye
And I love you so and I want you to know
That I'll always be right here
And I love to sing sweet songs to you
Because you are so dear

Well off lately, this is how I am being addressed by somebody… somebody who was so oblivious to my existence for years….. And before she could appreciate the verity of this God’s fact, she found herself at war with me….

Recently I was sent this video… a sign that somebody wished for a truce…..
And after watching this cute little angel Amy…

I am speechless
All I can say…. I miss ya’ so much Archie deeds….
Love ya’

Honeybunch

(P.S.: Well this surely calls for a TRUCE... Cheers!!)

Arrière-pensée

Tuesday, 10 April 2007


Long lost… in the welkin of my reveries. A succinct tryst was there to happen. Once and for all… there was an end to my incessant quest.

And my ecstasy knew no confines. Impure was I!... yet felt so pure.
Never felt so content, as it was now… in this eternal ‘now’ under the caress of my divinity.

Still, fazed I was! But my eyes could see beyond this mirage.
For how was I to behold this ‘now’ forever?
For sure, acquainted I was!
Desires leadth to apprehensions, apprehensions leadth to perdition,
giveth rise to nothing but affliction…

Still, my heart abides by no rules.

Ravished was my heart, again and again. Scathed am I! but true it is, I need thee. I need thee in my realm and I descried, our souls were dwelling unto incessance.

Still, fazed I was! But my eyes could see beyond this mirage.
For how was I to transcend this harmony forever?
For sure, acquainted I was!
Desires leadth to apprehensions, apprehensions leadth to perdition,
giveth rise to nothing but affliction…

As everything will pass…
As a reverie they befall, bequeath nothing but bad dreams.

(sigh)… Still my heart abides by no rules.

© Honey Digra

"Frangar non flectar"

Tuesday, 20 February 2007


So what if I am hunted by loneliness,

and melancholy is my ‘mere’ acquaintance.
I know, frazzled I am…
abandoned of all my persistence.

So what if I am…
mulcted of hearing ‘Honey, you can do it’.
Bereft of success,
and my way, only failures drift.

So what if these once danced eyes,
are deserted by its danseurs and this heart is congealed.
True, a shattered soul,
whose wounds shall never be healed.

So what!
For I know… I will stem the torrent,
of these serrated drops.
And you… be all ears to me.
Know one thing for sure,

I am broken, I am not deflected!

© Honey Digra


"How far??..."

Sunday, 14 January 2007



Run away, Honey!
For they are coming…
To immure you with the manacles of emotions.

Those shambles are not far yet,
Where thy soul will be tormented apart…
And step by step,
You will be reduced into thing,
But dust in their lives.

Don’t dare look back into those eyes…
For there lays a snare,
For you to be raveled in there…
Till you are done with your last breath.

Just run… for there is no place to lurk in.
So, run away! As far as you can…

(sigh)… but how far?

© Honey Digra

"Shalom Aleichem"

Thursday, 11 January 2007


There they go!...
Final exodus was there… of my unseen confrères. Thought these parched eyes will look on me in mercy, but no!... my fidus achates’ were nowhere to be seen. But how could I let them go? Wasn’t I supposed to stop them?

Still no word was spoken!
For I know… senile are these words.
Cloyed with infirmities…
And gradually, this unheard silence of mine,
Became nothing,
But a grave of my emotions!

Albeit, I was surviving... (wasn’t I?)
But that mysterious gravity of anonymity was alluring me, far from life where laughter was a sin, and crying was a misdemenour. But why? Why was I confined? Wasn’t I supposed to rebel against them?

Still no word was spoken!
For I know… senile are these words.
Cloyed with infirmities…
And gradually, this unheard silence of mine,
Became nothing,
But a grave of my emotions!

To every whit, I was broken,
But this invincible silence overwhelms me into nothing but a frigid soul.
And look at me… Here I am! Beyond all the sufferance and the mirth…

May my emotions resideth in peace… beneath the veil of my silence!
Amen!...

© Honey Digra