Times have really changed. I saw a notice in one of the pandal’s in C R Park in Delhi. Bhog (khichdi) cooked in “olive oil”. I did not know whether to smile or laugh out loud, Bhog used to be a way of celebrating togetherness it was a means to sit together and have fun, the oil was really immaterial and now the same is showcased almost like an inviting rather courting notice.
Same story when my daughter went for “bhashan (immersion of durga idol)”. She went in a A/C coach which had video screens to boot. The whole fun of going to bhashan was to dance, make a mess, sing in a very indecent language – u can become a rowdy for a day and get away with it. And your parents will forgive u. But I guess video coach is better & safe for kids. Dad speak : -)
Shit happens….all the time
I loved the line in Z N Milegi Dobara by Farhan “Shit happens…”. Some lines stuck in your mind for reason unknown to you, this was one of them. When mother and daughter went to see bhashan (immersion of durga idol which happens outside the city and takes up almost ½ a day) and clicked lot of photos and videos it was a treasure trove which was to be seen, cherished, shared and talked about at a later date, because going to bhashan in an unknown city like Bangalore where we stay is a strict no – no and this was once in last 10 years of marriage…So, you get the point.
I loved the line in Z N Milegi Dobara by Farhan “Shit happens…”. Some lines stuck in your mind for reason unknown to you, this was one of them. When mother and daughter went to see bhashan (immersion of durga idol which happens outside the city and takes up almost ½ a day) and clicked lot of photos and videos it was a treasure trove which was to be seen, cherished, shared and talked about at a later date, because going to bhashan in an unknown city like Bangalore where we stay is a strict no – no and this was once in last 10 years of marriage…So, you get the point.
So, next day when by mistake I deleted all the photos & videos, I had to cut a sorry face in front of mother-daughter duo….As I apologized and begged mercy it was a challenge to keep a poker face because the line “Shit happens” kept playing back to me like a stuck record player.
But seriously, the statement is quite philosophical. No point to keep on thinking of what happened which will ultimately lead to an emotional breakdown or an unstable relationship.
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