do we celebrate festivals?
Well, the old memories are revisiting, especially when Navaratri is fast approaching.
How many times and for how many years, I would have secretly tiptoed in the middle of the night to see if the dolls/idols had life to have conversations, as I believed my parents’ words wholeheartedly!
When my understanding of worship (finally) has taken wings where all externals are shed happily only to touch upon the essence, I am going to celebrate Navaratri in India this time after many years.
Right now, I’m open to the challenge of accommodating a colourful kolu in our compact flat to welcome Mother as per Indian tradition.
Whether the whispers of the dolls are heard or not, an interesting point comes to my mind - every step taken is an augmented fragrance of intent and every intent has the potential to attract one who aligns with its frequency, thus facilitating transactions of whispered dreams between two or more minds, oblivious to the knowledge of the noisy world outside.
So, a dream of one can rub onto the other unconsciously.
I remain open to such sublime whispers.
I remain........
2 comments:
I smiled at learning that you believed that the dolls spoke at night. How innocent were we all when we were young!! I am seeing lots of innocent faces at school of late, Padmaja. They blindly believe us. :)
Anyway, have a great Navrathri. Missing your chakarai pongal :(
The act of giving and the joy so derived. The act of giving is a reward to the genuine giver and to the receiver. Both will be at peace in no time.
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