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Sunday, November 7, 2010
So the new age Diwali Puja goes something like this.
Step #1: Google Diwali Puja customs and purchase required items
Step #2: Download Ganesh Aarti and Lakshmi Pooja Aarti
Step #3: Perform the Pooja as per downloaded instructions, play the bhajans and then make a wish.
Step #4: Set up the table for gambling and drinks, and hope your wish comes true tonight.
It is true that we turn to www for all of life’s problems. Think about it. Even before your family doctor comes to know about that weird wart that is growing on your hand, you start searching about it on the Internet. If you are planning that trip to Honk Kong, you go to Makemytrip.com before contacting your travel agent. Your banker, accountant, neighborhood box office, shopping mall, telephone, television, everything is on the Net. If you feel down you turn to the Net to cheer you up with some jokes. If you feel lonely, you turn to Facebook.com to catch up with Friends. If you feel like celebrating you download your favorite songs and look for party ideas. The Net knows all and is present everywhere.
The last I checked, we knew the Omnipotent and Omnipresent as Him. The One! The Almighty. So is the Internet the new God?
Logically, one could get to this conclusion. God lives within all of us. This means, He is a part of every individual. A collective unit of humanity, if you may. Guess what the Internet is.
So will the Internet replace God as we know Him or Her? That’s unlikely, I guess. Sometimes, it takes a little more than knowledge to pull us through this world. We call that faith!
Sunday, October 31, 2010
The bride was picked up with her trail sweeping the beach sand. The celebration was unmistaken by people around, as firecrackers light up the dark Goan sky. Even the police turn a blind eye to the bridal troupe on the beach. This was a celebration like no other. As friends of the bride and the groom take shots of Vodka and Scotch and wash them down with Beers, the bride was dropped into the sea.
Big Splash! Time: 1.00 am
The celebration has peaked with high spirits all around in the air. It was time to call it a night. All the bride’s maids and all the groom’s men, and the rest of the gang pack in MUVs to go home, where the party continues. And the bride and groom zoom away to have their own little party.
17 hours before the big splash!
The bride calls me to deliver the bride’s maid to get dressed. I was the official chaperone to pick up the guests who decided to land for the wedding in the last minute. Between the errands, an agitated bride decides to share the stress with me. I don’t blame her. It’s her big day and everything had to go perfectly. It was going to be a long day, so everyone better have slept well.
27 hours before the big splash!
We are somewhere in North Goa. Need to go back home to take some rest before I start my errands of picking up the last minute guests for the wedding. But how can you resist all the fun and dance and booze of North Goa, especially, when you are visiting the city only for a few days. We decide to stay on for a couple of hours more. It turned out to be more than a couple of hours.
48 hours before the big splash!
I am apologizing to a stranger. “I am playing pool after 7 years,” I said. I must have repeating this twenty five times, while playing miserably. It is difficult to take aim when you are totally buzzed and you are seeing more than one striker ball. As expected we lost the game.
There was a firang dancer, gyrating to Kajra Re, and later doing a belly dancing number. All friends joking around, partying, playing truth or dare with the bride-to-be. Later in the evening everyone hit the beach. No, not swimming but spoiling our shoes and good clothes. This is the best bachelorette party ever!
52 hours before the big splash!
We just reached ‘Boomerang’, the venue for the bachelorette party. The bride is looking pretty wearing a small white veil. There were 15 guests, most of who met only earlier in the day. We sit around the table. No one has a clue how to spend the rest of the evening. The only thing everyone was sure to expect is lot of alcohol. This party may get boring soon.
9 hours before the big splash!
All the bride’s maids were sitting on the first row of the church of the left. All the groom’s men sat on the right hand side. Some of us were in these roles for the first time. Some of us were attending a Christian wedding for the first time. Thankfully, we had a booklet with the details of the ceremony. The stupidity on our part was that we kept reading the booklet rather than look up at the actual ceremony. I had not slept for 30 hours, and will not be sleeping to the next 12 hours. The priest asks, “Do you take this man to be…?” Thankfully, my only job was to just sit among the groomsmen, fighting to stay awake. Everything else was going as planned.
31 hours before the big splash!
“There’s a change of one of the bride’s maid.”
“What? One day before the wedding?”
No time to ask rhetoric questions. We are on our way to the shopping complex in Panaji to buy a dress for the new bridesmaid. Nothing goes as planned.
It is amazing how very few clothes there are in a single shade of bluish grey. We don’t find the right fit. So the new bridesmaid settles for something less than perfect. Nothing done last minute can be perfect.
27 hours before the big splash!
Somewhere in North Goa, while we were partying by the beach, the new bridesmaid found the perfect dress in a nearby store. Things can fit perfectly when you least expect it. Need to head back home to get some sleep. Well that was not to be.
12 hours before the big splash!
The bride and the bridesmaids are all ready for the wedding ceremony. Of course, there has to be a good photo-shoot before you start with the traditional events. The single most important instruction for the bridesmaids was to mind the grand trail of the bridal dress. This should not get messed up.
Only twelve hours later, it will find its way to the sand and sea of Goa.
Bonita and Joseph, have a great married life ahead!
Saturday, October 9, 2010
It has been almost three years since my last update. Life in Mumbai has been revolving around only three things – work, war and weddings. Let me start with the weddings first. Thirty is a fantastic age to be at. Your friend circle is a mixture of single people in their twenties flashing technology in your face, partying till the break of dawn and living an almost carefree life; and then there are the 30+, with their spouse and kids, still flashing technology in your face. But the socializing scene is different. At these events you are sober even after downing a bottle of vodka. You cook your dinner and not order á la carte. You play board games, home karaoke or just watch re-runs of Comedy Circus.
In the middle of this transition is a wedding.
In the Indian society, a man and a woman better be married by 30 and have kids. This used to be a well oiled machinery till a few years back, before the cable TV made the youth think and have opinions. Knowledge can really be a two edged sword. While on one hand you use your intelligence to do the right thing, on the other you start thinking too much that you lose focus and border on obsession about right and wrong. The problem starts when everyone thinks that they are right and the other person is wrong. So you have a generation of leaders and philosophers but no followers. The social network and online media is not doing anything to help that either.
At the center of weddings is love. I may feel a bitter churn in my stomach to even write that word, I may be cynical, but, I’m not going to be apologetic about it. Love is an obsession, passion and something that’s always on your mind. My love so far has been my work. I’m also married to my work, considering that I always have work on my mind. I’m sure this is the case with most youngsters today. Even if one refuses to admit it – work is the center of every human being today. One works to support his physical and emotional needs. So when someone says that family comes first, I cannot help but wonder that it is actually the job that helps him keep the family happy. So you better start loving your job and start looking for the job that you are really comfortable, compatible and confident with. I believe that one has to be as careful about choosing a job as much as one would choose a life partner. Changing jobs may be easier than getting a divorce but the emotional shift that one goes through would be the same – sorrow of separation and excitement of getting on to something new.
So as you can see both work and weddings are interconnected by love.
Finally, challenging the joy of the two most important things in the life of 25-35 year olds is the conflict that arises in weddings and work – war. Mind is the greatest battle field. This is where most of the battle is fought. More dangerous than any nuclear or biological warfare are the mind wars. Unfortunately there are no clear good or evil sides here. Like I said before, everyone has an opinion today and is quite passionate about it too. This stems from our deep desire to be adventurous. The adventure to do more, see more and feel more!
Morpheus tells to Neo in Matrix, “This is your last chance. After this, there is no turning back. You take the blue pill - the story ends, you wake up in your bed and believe whatever you want to believe. You take the red pill - you stay in Wonderland and I show you how deep the rabbit-hole goes.” Would you rather take the blue pill or the red?