My friend says she usually knows the sun is in Sagittarius when the rate of my clumsyness picks up. You know, the usual - extra step showing up out of nowhere to break my stride. Mobile phones and keys going potty and refusing to remain visible. Fingers slipping on keyboards resulting in gorgeous typos. Oh you know, the works.
But then 'tis also the time when I am at my optimisitic best. Rose-tinted glasses and all! No wonder my current state of abject poverty doesn't hurt so much right now. Good too that I have my enhanced optimism to see me through the 'weddings, babies and growing older' rigmarole that seems to thrust itself in my face with renewed vigour.
But then 'tis also the time when I am at my optimisitic best. Rose-tinted glasses and all! No wonder my current state of abject poverty doesn't hurt so much right now. Good too that I have my enhanced optimism to see me through the 'weddings, babies and growing older' rigmarole that seems to thrust itself in my face with renewed vigour.
I just attended a gorgeous, simple Maharashtrian wedding of two close friends. To those who haven't attended a Maharashtrian wedding yet, I think you should. It's a simple affair, not at all like lavish North Indian do's. The priests conducting weddings now-a-days explain each step to those involved, making it more than just a string of orthodox rituals. (I admit that there are some rites that rankle modern nerves - the bride's parents washing the groom's feet, for e.g., but I've seen that change too) I must say what I love about being the typical middle-class Maharashtrian brahmin is the flexibility and openness to updating tradition - perhaps I am being narrow-minded in my view of other communities. Ok, so we're veering way off any semblance of a topic here.
The point being, the poignancy of those moments during the wedding just drove home that urge to experience something like that for myself now. A girlfriend and I shared that look of understanding while sitting through the ceremony - one that said , 'I want to be there too, soon'. Add to that the fact that another birthday is right around the corner, and so are another handful of weddings, and you know what I'm talking about. And even as I grapple with that and say to myself 'it's natural, you're doing great for yourself', I get a call from another friend to come visit her and her adorable baby boy. The woman is a couple of months younger, for whoever's sake!! Right then, time to cool off........... I love all of you married (and about to be hitched) darling friends of mine!
Getting back to that beloved topic of mine (one that frustrates a certain someone) - sun signs. I am on full throttle as a Saggi right now - no stopping me! I have finished my daily quota of typos, stumblings, misplacements, mad jokes, temper tantrums (ok, i confess, you goon) and embarassing foot-in-mouth moments. By Jove, have some mercy! And I have come to terms with the fact that I might just wizen into an old maid - but you can bet your sweet *** I will be one heck of a maid! Gangway! (and cheers to another year on Earth!)
And since I'm at it...Long Live the Centaur!
