It is disgusting... the way people are sending me Diwali greetings.
Ok, not the greetings really, in fact I am quite touched by the messages: most have been sent by people from whom I did not ever expect any greetings of any kind at all! Since dhanteras my cellphone has been beeping innumerable times: strings of greetings, from various people, and quite often, twice from the same person! But yes, coming back to the point, I AM disgusted, and there can be no doubt about it and this is because the MOMENT I see yet another diwali message flashing impatiently on my phone, waiting eagerly to be read(and replied to), I am being reminded once again about the cloud of gloom that is hanging ominously over my (gloomy!!:P) house...
Confused??? If you've said no, then it's plain that you are not interested. No reason why you should be, and I don't blame you. If that is the case then please don't waste time reading the rest of this post(which is written in half-hangover AND in terrible grammar which I didn't bother correcting) and read my previous post if you would be so excessively kind.
Moving on(presuming that a few sympathetic souls have spared some time in order to listen to my listless ramblings), my house is and always has been a favourite haunt of the malarial mosquito, especially during the festive seasons. Don't let this stop you from visiting me, NOT my flat, I have never allowed a mosquito inside it. But my relatives who live in the same apartment as myself, have never been as hostile as I have been to that fatal breed and consequently have invited these not-so-welcome guests to their flats and have had the terrible disease. I have had it too, as a result of their overtly hearty all-encompassing hospitality(reminds me of a little paragraph in one of my elective english textbooks where the missionaries wonder whether God's grace emraces little insects like wasps or stops after having descended a little...).for the last two years my aunt has been suffering from it during durgapuja...this time the mosquito had perhaps been a little late in having bitten her and she developed the rigours and high temperatures right before diwali. Either way, it is the same for me. If it is Durgapuja, I am almost always by her side whenever I am at home, and now that it's diwali I scarcely go out. Her son and his wife are in London and everytime I nurse her back to health she promises that she would transfer all her property to my name!! A good job, eh!? All that I can say is that these three years have opened another vocational option for me: nurse.
Had that been all, I wouldn't have grumbled. But this time my Bhaiphonta might be at stake!! My dear brother is down with malaria AND something else which, the stupid doctors could not detect and as a result of which they sent him straight to the I.C.U.! Fancy a bhaiphonta without one of my most important guests! I have seven first cousins all of whom are invited but barely five can make it on that day! If one of those five goes missing what is the bloody point in calling anyone at all?????
And my brother makes the fireworks at home... so NO diwali for us since we have NEVER had one without him and his crackers....terrible!!!!!
Is there ANY POINT in hoping that my Diwali will be happy this time? It is like assuring a student that she would get a 90% in her board examinations even though she had to write her paper with chicken pox sprouting all over her body! HEH!! And THERE GOES MY PHONE AGAIN!!! But yes, to all those who had sent me Diwali greetings, thanks a tonne for those lovely thoughts, and please don't get discouraged after having read this post, keep sending greetings on such special days; usually, I love it when I receive them!!:P:P:P