MONEY BLOWING CEREMONY!!!





Hope all you guys had a safe diwali! All the blogs that I frequently visit have put up a post about diwali - The festival of lights and weird sounds! It is only fair that I give you the same shhhiiit sorry sweet in a different plate.

I didn’t celebrate diwali this time. Not that I didn’t want to, some relative of mine bid good-bye to this world, I was not supposed to. In a way saved me a lot of trouble. No getting up early in the morning! No crackers! No answering greeting calls from relatives! No shopping in the busy streets of T.Nagar!

Diwali had always been a festival more of sounds and less of light to me. Thanks to our education system they always come up with one exam date just after diwali. Thus forcing me to stay at home. All I could do was, hear the sounds of whistling rockets, bombs, ground charkas, 100 wala, 1000 wala, paper wala, cable wala, dhoodh wala etc etc(the last three generally turn up for some diwali gifts). Yes, I could also get to hear some weird natural sounds! Like when one of our family friends after feasting on lots of sweet tried to bend down and do a Namaskar I could hear a faint drum roll somewhere in the REAR!!!

Crackers are a big delight to watch. And when I saw watch I mean it to the H. I stopped bursting them sometime in 10th. When people ask me why? I simply give them a BIG lecture on Child labour! But to be frank it was due to the high price of the metre long AGAR BATHIS. Whenever I had to light a bomb I extend this LIT-METRE-LONG agar bathi to reach the wick. As already pointed out in one of my previous blog I am MYOPIC I wouldn’t know where the wick started or ended! And there I stick it bang in the black hole and BOOM. No time to run and the bathi going to pieces. I used one bathi for every bomb I lit.

Shopping for Diwali could be one hell of a painful task. It included buying dresses to all the needy and greedy in the family, sweets for all those who enjoy playing the drums and few crackers with a million bathis to light them! We generally spend about a day to shop. An hour to get few pants and shirts and the rest of the day for a SAREE! We avoid shopping at Ranganathan Street, which saved our race from getting extinct. Of course how can we forget the crackers? As my dad’s golden words sums it up “DON’T WASTE MONEY, BUY ONLY CRACKERS!!”

The shopping wouldn’t come to an end without having a bite at Saravana Bhavan. The place would be so crowded that a simple walk in and out of the hotel will get your hand soiled with sambar and chutney because somebody else used it to eat!

Aah! Phew…at the end of it Diwali is certainly a festival of lights. Bringing with it great joy! It also marks the end of your year long savings. After all why do we earn - to see it go up and burst into BRIGHT COLOURS!!!