firstborn developed golu-fatigue after the first four bommai golus, we attended.
the twinkle returned in his eye only if there was a ‘cricket set’ in the proceedings…
else he had a certain faraway look, a generalised ennui, that no amount of sundal, and chota bheem stickers in the golu goody bag could wipe away.
as for moi,
the top four things that didn’t work for me this navarathri…
1. golu padis. EVERYONE has this store bought shelf and converted it into a golu-padi; the uniformity here in Chennai was frightening.
in the interest of novelty, one should make steps. one year you do steps, next year you don’t. one year you try asymmetry. I sobbed with joy when I saw a golu on a dining table… ,
no wonder firstborn was yawning his way through the proceedings .
2. plastic flowers: Chennai gets so much fresh flowers and people make do with plastic. pfui.
3. ctrl c + 2012 = totally annoying. mix em up maami. same same, is so last year.
4. blinking tiny lights. again. the psychedelic effect of the golu gave me a headache. maami, may I visit during the day when the lights aren’t on?
here are photos of what I loved…
and here’s a cute song doing the rounds…