An evening in vegetable market

I had recently visited a vegetable market and noticed something that made me sit up and think. There I saw ladies buying flowers for worshiping, from people of a particular community. And the flower vendors were also so friendly and were smilingly parting with extra flowers for everyone. It was a surreal feeling, to imagine that people of a particular religion worship their deity with flowers received from people belonging to another religion. This means whatever religion we belong to, we are foremost the citizen of this world where we all are same. We all belong to this beautiful earth and share everything equally. People are innocent and are largely unaware in their mundane life, of the differences of religion, caste or community. It is only when the anti-social element start spreading their fangs menacingly, that communal strife and riots take place, as these groups agenda is to make friendly communities pit against each other so that the fabric of social piece is torn off!!

Ethereal experience...

10th Feb 2013 I have visited Varanasi several times but this time eagerness was to the hilt. The evening Aarti at the ghat was something that i was looking forward to. From evening we waited for the Aarti at the ghat to begin, and at 6.30pm, the bells started ringing and with the sound of conch shells, the Aarti started. A magnificent view . The ghat was peopled and hundreds of camera's clicking. The flash from the bulbs and the glow of the lighted huge 'diyas' mingled together to illuminate the sky, as if to invoke the Divine. All this mirrored on the Ganges!! Heavenly!! When i looked above at the night sky on that day, I felt what i always believed. We have only one life to live, so lets live with a smile and let others smile too, for one never knows when the final call comes. We should love ourselves and create every moment with happiness, I am sure then, death will be peaceful and without any regrets.

Had coffee as nightcap with family... I am happy and relaxed now. Ma must be smiling as she always wanted me to be happy. Good night, hope she comes in my dreams .

Today is my ma's second DA and i m once again feeling very lonely wid out her.Tho i know she is never dead fr me as i always feel her around. In d quietness of d home ,i m reliving my beautiful,memorable,smtimes funny moments wid mom.All very touching...I feel she comes to me Wen nobody is around.While doing my puja i cried to my hearts content,let d tears flow like never bfore.Why can't she come to me just fr a moment?