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Mindlessly monotonous !

A few days back it was Karwa Chauth ! The moon took it's time to peep out of the cloudy sky- thus prolonging the hungry and the thirsty from praying for their husbands' long life and breaking the day long fast !
Funny how I never fasted, never bothered to keep mannats and brotos for my loved ones even though on the face of it I am quite spiritual with a religious bent ! I guess that's the selfish streak in me that does not want to give up on food for even one day ! I remember a Sadhu traveling with us from Guwahati trying to convince me that my life would have sea change if I just give up on meat! And he took my number and would remind me from time to time to change my ways.........till he gave up ! And despite my Art Of living training , that's something I cannot give up !The only time I was willingly off meat was when Ma passed away and my body and soul were mourning- so the craving left for all of 14 days...and stayed for some more time.

 I really don't know what I meant to write today..it's like my aimless thought on a rain soaked evening ,with the TV out of bounds for me and no good books in hand. Will see SkyFall tomorrow...Bond is not really my favorite genre of movies , but I need some mindless time where I am out of my thoughts and in some other space and time !

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  1. Abhishikta3 November 2012 at 10:19

    Chicken is an absolute necessity I see :P
    A ditto there although I have my own bendable mannats off and on! But otherwise it a daily necessity :D

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  2. amrita3 November 2012 at 10:48

    I agree :D Abhro isnt so much of a meat eater and the first time we went out for sizzler he found the quantity overwhelming ! So I remain the eater in the house and the others cling to me in case of a storm :D !...as for mannats ..the only one was walking up Vaishnodevi after Abhro's 10th boards ( I was sure he would flunk that one )! The next one will be when Abhro gets a job...but that is probably testing the Gods !

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  3. sharmila6 November 2012 at 10:04

    Karwa Chauth....its nice as long as you believe in it! Me like you is not so great on fasting....I need my daily dose of non-veg too.

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