It’s midway through the festival season in India now. Well, to be honest, the festival season never ends here in India, but the period from September to December has more festivals celebrated here than during any other period of the year, namely Durga puja, Eid, Kali puja, Laxmi puja, Ganpathi Chaturthi, Navratri, Dusserah, Ram Navami, Diwali, Bhai phoonta, et al.
I had to buy new clothes as has been the norm set by my family (as almost all Bengali families around the world) during Durga puja each year. I could have done without it, but did not want to disappoint ma and Ranga; they surely were expecting new clothes even though they did not vocalize their thoughts. In a way, it’s a nice custom to buy clothes for others and yourself during Durga puja, as it is we don’t buy clothes all round the year. We need some new clothes after all. It brings a certain freshness into our lives (and sets the outflow motion of money which is not that bad a thing considering money is meant to flow).
I wanted to buy something for Deepali too but didn’t want to risk angering ma over this, she would have raised a storm. I gave her my mobile instead. I don’t know how foolish an act that was, but I somehow felt good doing it (maybe because I had said I would and I didn’t want to go back on my words). She had been holding back since the last few days and that had sent my male instincts into a chaotic flutter, but in spite of all my egoistic misgivings, I managed to convince myself to go through with the plan. I thought that would be the mature thing to do. I hope it was. I believe it was.
Again, my credit card burden is hovering at the heaviest, what with all that shopping extravaganza. It’s not that I bought a big bag of goodies, but as usual, I hadn’t been saving money for the puja shopping, so I had to pay using my credit card even though it already has an unpaid bill that I can ill-afford. Earning all that extra cash has come in handy and I certainly need to maintain the standards set and raise the level too. Finally, I am beginning to make a move towards where I had wanted to go.
I have my eyes set on the bike once again, after all that brainstorming, making and unmaking plans, innumerable moments of intense self-analytical thoughts, I have my eyes set on the bike once gain. Just can’t get it out of the system (maybe because I still haven’t been able to totally convince myself it is not worth it). I think I should own one before its too late, even if it is only for a few months. Way to go!
Puja came and puja went, in the blink of an eyelid. I had invited all the ‘pada’ guys over to my place for a rooftop chilled beer session. That was on Novomi. I was more keen about clicking a few pictures to upload in Orkut, it had been months that I hadn’t and I needed some new fodder for uploading. Went out with them after a few thirsty swigs and feeling that pleasant tipsy way that only beer can make you feel. Felt the need for a girl as always (ever since my male hormones had become active) without much I could do about it, except regret that I hadn’t tried much in life. The beer always makes me feel that way. Sometimes I feel that way even when sober.
This must be the most incoherent entry in my blog. There are a million entries in my head but, as always, I never have the time to actually sit and write them down. That’s probably my innate laziness at work again. Will try harder next time. Until then, Good night!
