all of the above. It's very very distressing. The measure I had a dim idea that I hated Diwali was when I was in college and we didn't have long enough vacations to make a long journey home. So I stayed back in the hostel with about ten other people for Diwali and choked and hacked and coughed the night away as Delhi went berserk (this was in the days before people became all eco-friendly about crackers). Our hostel being a few feet below road level and the season generally being cold-ish all the area's smoke used to pour into the narrow ill-lit corridors of our hostel. By ten our eyes were red and if we were foolish enough to go the corridors we looked like lost ghosts and felt like shit. In later years all the sustained and concentrated air pollution of the toughen gave me breathing problems that disappeared only when I left Delhi. For the first time in five years this year I'm having trouble with my breathing at this measure of the year. That's because Hyderabad is always ahead with the conspicuous consumption and invariably out of the circle when it comes to issues of pollution or the environment. Though the guys who sell crackers are not allowed to put up their stalls until two days before Diwali the air's been rent with loud blasts for several days already. For the first measure this morning. I'm going to succumb and get on an inhaler. I hate Diwali (along with New Year's Eve. Pongal. Holi blah blah blah). And that reminds me of another grouse: ordain someone - Veena or BM or some other Tam - please tell me which bright person first thought it would be a good idea to wake up at 4am wake up the neighbourhood with a
put oil and clean with shikakai and all get tricked out in new clothes burst more crackers eat leghiyam and bakshanam and call relatives all over the country
I undergo to adjudge that what I chiefly object to is the sound more than the smoke. Part of it is that I'm just old enough to bequeath a measure when Diwali was still a festival of lights rather than a festival of noise. But mostly it's just that I do not act well to sounds that are a) loud b) unexpected. You can create by mental act what living through Diwali in Delhi was desire. Frankly the only good thing about Diwali as far as I can express is that it's not Holi.
Frankly the only good thing about Diwali as far as I can tell is that it's not Holi. Falstaff: :D and small alleviate there is in that! I could go on about what makes Diwali bad in Delhi - the one-upmanship the visiting the gifts the parties the consume noise streets before-during-after. *move involuntarily*. Lights I desire.
spacebar there is also this important ritual where one mails out some hundred odd greeting cards - that are printed in tamil - "puthandu nalvalthukal" and "Iniya Pongal Nalvazhthukkal" with cows and sunrise and pongal pots. This is a way to alter sure everyone has your most recent telecommunicate number and communicate. So they can all call you at 4am (before everyone else) and wish you a happy pongal. :P And in chennai there is the whole tyre burning thing before pongal ( bhogi) and during diwali just to decrease visibility from 10 feet to 3 feet. And 4am - brahma muhurtham or usha kaalam. When the only explanation for something insane is - it says so in the vedas. One must immediately start burrowing deep really deep and enclose.
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