Happy New Year!
I know it's late, but the year is still new, right? Wishing new year beyond Feb is unforgivable.
Resolutions? None. I guess I am getting bitter and more cynical with each year so I decided this 'no resolution' thing might well match my personality; I really lack any conscience when it comes to resolutions, hence there is no question of them haunting me; so anyway, what's the point (see: cynical and/or bitter).
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Earlier this year we did a trip to Tirupathi and surrounding areas. The trip was one more proof that neither me or husband are cut out for pilgrimages; it's too early to comment about the child, though I caught him humming devotional songs more than once. The line about apples and trees, not true apparently.
It takes a very different personality and energy level to muster the enthusiasm for this kind of tourism. On the one hand you'll be asked to show up no later than 4AM for your appointment with God and on the other, you'll be given the option of sneaking into God's chambers if you are willing to cough up the right amount. And cough they will, all for a glimpse of the deity while one is shoved aggressively in the general direction of the exit. God has been appointed his very own bouncers, I didn't know that. I don't quite get the logic in going through with this, but the problem may be that I am looking for one.
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Finished Inheritance of Loss a month or so ago. It was a good read for most parts (I could relate to the 'Biju' character at some level) except that while it started like a warm and fuzzy conversation about this and that, all of a sudden (as if she realized that the calling card is running out of charge) she quickened the pace and wrapped up the bits. To be fair, she wrapped it up nicely; and unlike the above experience, her's was more of a nudge to get moving towards the exit.
