When you're so far away from everyone and everything you don't even remember why it's a holiday today.
I had to think twice when I read about the holiday happening back in homeland and only then did I recall the significance of today.
Ah, National Holiday, one that I so loved as a child, one that I have to think twice about now, because here this is another mundane tuesday of little importance.
I know today my mom must be making 'kheer' as she always does. Our breakfasts were always special at home and everyone griped about it being a dry day..the one day there were no alcohols sold and people behaved like it was the end of earth, stocking on spirits like they'd drink everything that very day..
How wonderful it is to have such holidays happening in the middle of the week, especially as a school kid or professional.
No schools, no offices.
In the timeline of my life, this day always carries the whiff of staying willfully cooped up in the slight humid coolness of home, watching television or surfing.
In my nostalgic compartments which are admittedly few, today is usually filled with a lot of patriotic white noise and content lounging.
All these combined in a peculiar, particular ratio of memory cauldron to bring about that exact note of exhilarating fulfillment.
Now that I know what it is today, mind, that wonderful metaphysical organ has brought forth the same awareness and responsiveness.
Now that I'm going to get back to my schedule as per usual, it won't be without that certain jaunt.
I had to think twice when I read about the holiday happening back in homeland and only then did I recall the significance of today.
Ah, National Holiday, one that I so loved as a child, one that I have to think twice about now, because here this is another mundane tuesday of little importance.
I know today my mom must be making 'kheer' as she always does. Our breakfasts were always special at home and everyone griped about it being a dry day..the one day there were no alcohols sold and people behaved like it was the end of earth, stocking on spirits like they'd drink everything that very day..
How wonderful it is to have such holidays happening in the middle of the week, especially as a school kid or professional.
No schools, no offices.
In the timeline of my life, this day always carries the whiff of staying willfully cooped up in the slight humid coolness of home, watching television or surfing.
In my nostalgic compartments which are admittedly few, today is usually filled with a lot of patriotic white noise and content lounging.
All these combined in a peculiar, particular ratio of memory cauldron to bring about that exact note of exhilarating fulfillment.
Now that I know what it is today, mind, that wonderful metaphysical organ has brought forth the same awareness and responsiveness.
Now that I'm going to get back to my schedule as per usual, it won't be without that certain jaunt.
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