List-hysteria. No, don't reach for the dictionary

As is usual these days, my sister who lives in Leeds and me in Ontario, were skype-ing today. Lists, we remarked wisely, are the only way to keep chaos at bay. Whether you are moving house (as are our parents in Kolkata) or planning a party, only lists can help to ensure the smooth operation of the event.

Now, you don't need a fancy pad and Cross pen, you certainly don't require a Blackberry. Just the back of an envelope and your kid's half-chewn pencil will do quite well. It's a discipline, like the nuns taught you in school. You might scoff, but trust me, it works.

I guess its a learned skill. I wasn't really a 'list' kind of person but now am a dedicated convert, since I've seen how stressless it can make life. I have lists for day to day activities, for upcoming events and the biggies like planning my trips. Relying on my memory is no longer such a great idea. Getting on, you know!

Just today I was vindicated in my belief of the efficacious nature of lists by a report in the news. It stated that researchers now believe that simple checklists before and after surgery can reduce complications and prevent deaths by a significant amount.

According to a study by the prestigious New England Journal of Medicine, a plunge of 40% in complications and deaths resulted from following the humble list. I'm willing to believe those researcher guys. When I'm having a splenectomy, I'd rather the surgeon intones to the chief List-er, "Done, cross off- reconnect the spleen with the arteries".

This is no laughing matter. Go on, bring out your paper and pen. Make a list.