The Navarathri festvial is in full swing. As with most things in the US for Indian families, all festivals that run a long time peak during the weekend. Usually the 9 day festival that culminates in Vijayadasami, overlaps two weekends. This year, we got only one weekend.
That meant, the algorithm that is used to juggle the 20+ evites, the open times to go visit various doll displays aka "golus", the travel time between the various locations, average time spent in each house, and other factors like number of possible dress changes, simply quit on us after throwing a few singularity errors and saying "you have only 24 hours in a day"!
This also meant there was tremendous pressure on Sangeetha to "dress up the girls and get dressed herself" and even more pressure on me to take perfect portraits on the first try within 10 minutes after they all got ready and even even more pressure on me to drive like a maniac on local freeways to ferry them to their destinations.
Needless to say, the kids did their best to co-operate, which is another way of saying "they fell way short of our expecations".
This year also marked the first time Jr. wore a davani (Half-Sari)! Before we know it, she will be wearing a full Sari. There is nothing that makes you realize your daughter is all grown up, than seeing her in a half sari.
Please also note my hairline which is slowly going to a point where it won't be captured in portraits, unless we start taking aerial shots! I am tempted to plot my hairline vs. Jr's height and see if it is a linear, parabolic or exponential curve.
The only thing odd in that picture (not my hairline) is that yours truly doesn't dress nice for Navarathri!
I go in a T-shirt and Jeans with my camera on my shoulder, looking like Jane Goodall about to join the Chimps for an observation routine.
This year I came out with a half sleeve shirt and took some photos with the kids while Sangeetha was still dressing up, and the little one tells me "Daddy, you look like a auto driver. This shirt doesn't go well with what we are all wearing!"
San chimes in with "If you are going to dress like this, please don't bother coming with us!"
Funny thing is, it was a new shirt from the recent India trip. My mom got me two shirts for "casual wear"!
Next year I have to go in a suit to match the girls!
We did Photoshop specials for Navarathri in recent years (2012, 2013). This year I get to be the model for the photomerges.
I am happy for the auto rickshaw drivers!
On a final note, the title was intentional.
Navarthri is a celebration of Shakthi in all her forms. We celebrate with displays of dolls, sweets and savories to get everyone, especially the kids engaged. In most houses there is just chanting of Lalitha Sahasranamam or Soundarya Lahari by the ladies and a prayer.
I wanted Jr. and the little one (at least Jr.) to learn Soundarya Lahari. It has been a long time since I recited it. As with anything else, I work on reciting things without a book, so they know that it has to be done by heart. That meant some homework for me. Sitting alone in a hotel room in Asia was perfect for this.
They say that once you recite this hymn and close your eyes Shakthi appears in the middle of your eyebrows!
One night I called Sangeetha and said "Last night, I recited the Soundarya Lahari and closed my eyes, and I saw you. Maybe I just realized that YOU are my ambaal!"
Her response was "The kids are fighting non stop. I am going through hell here. If I am a godess and this is my fate, I cannot imagine what my fate would be otherwise!"
Did give that a lot of thought sitting on planes and going through airports.
Our Devi's are right in front of us. There is no reason to try and visualize a supreme divinity when she is all around us!
It was an "eye opening" experience!
ps. The golus are morphing over time in the bay area. Will post pictures tomorrow. . .
