This morning, my sister, Binodini, rushed into my house in a panic, saying, “Mom and Dad are going to the Kumbh Mela. You've got to stop them.” As much as she complains about our parents, she is the one who is most concerned about them. “There’s only filthy water, extorting sadhus, stampede, cholera, and garbage in Haridwar.”
“Don’t worry, they’ll be all right.” I tried to calm her. “It’s their version of a Goa or Florida trip with an added advantage of spirituality.”
“Once you make a decision, the universe conspires to make it happen.” Lately, many of my friends have been posting this quote by Ralph Waldo Emersion. I know, just like their other messages, these too are directed at me. Thanks a lot, but seriously, stop obsessing about me.
"JUST 1411 LEFT.... ROAR ONLINE…. LEAD THE CHANGE…. SPEAK UP…. BE INFORMED…. DONATE…." A friend has sent this message to me, and I’m going to do all these.
By now you might have already been acquainted with my kind, generous, and obliging nature. If someone asks me to join a group, or click on any link, or cut and paste a message on my Facebook status, or forward an email to n number of people, I do it religiously.