The blue sky

Sorry folks to have been not very active on the blog recently. There were so many things happening around me that I was totally caught up in them and my writing had to take a backseat. Nevertheless, I am back again with a very fresh and burning topic in my life. From the past 1 month, I was been pestered by 2 cell numbers, which I did not know or recognise. It all started with Kannada messages from 1 unknown number. Thankfully, I do not understand Kannada very much, so whatever he/she was sending was Greek and Latin for me. I tried to overlook it for some days. I also messaged that person that please stop sending messages as I do not know you. But I think that person did not even understand English. I tried calling that number many times, no one picked it up. I tried from different numbers, but still in vain! The sound of SMS irritated me to core now because now I knew that it will be from that unknown number. One day I got around 15 SMS from that number. I thought of a...

Lord Ganesha is my favorite God and I await his arrival every year with so much of anticipation. As most of you know by now, I shifted to my new house in the month of June and this place seems cut off from inhabitation and other routine things which one sees happening around. Ganesha celebrations in the Tippasandra house were so different. I could see people with idols or hear them sing bhajans or hear the drums beat while the groups took Ganesha home. I felt that there was something festive going on here. But in my new house, it seemed that only my family had Ganesha in the entire complex and none of the people, I had invited, bothered to even come for the darshan and oblige. All my close friends in Bangalore were working, so they couldn't make it for the day. One Marathi family came for the morning aarati and my immediate neighbor came for the evening aarati. That's it. That was it. That were our celebrations for the year, with just 4 family members in the house. Th...