Smaller than Life
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Wednesday, September 08, 2004
A Matter of Perspectives Yesterday saw some of my friends indulging in savouries and sweetmeats preparations. The reason for the sudden conviviality and celebrations was the fact that Krishna Jayanthi (The Birth Anniversary of the Lord Krishna) was being celebrated back in India on the day. I told them that Lord Krishna is popular nationwide in the US as well. I told them that Krishna must be ubiquitous; in the air, in concrete walls, in wooden slabs. They thought, I was vainly trying to dissimulate a 'Prahaladha', and by playing on their thoughts, I was trying to pull a fast one on them. I tried my best to convince them; I cannot deal with froward mules. As if to prove my point, I went out and bought shirts and pants in one of the many 75% discount sales specially put up for the day. They gaped. I had to drill into their thick heads that it was merely a matter of perspectives. We Indians celebrate the birth of Lord Krishna. Trying to do things differently is US’ wont. After Mother's day, Father's day and the many other days, it has decided to acknowledge Devaki, Krishna’s mother, for ushering into the world the Lord Himself and has called the day 'Labour Day'. Just matter of perspectives, you see.
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