Mahalaya'24

🍁It's mahalaya again.... I remember mahalaya when I was a kid being so different. I remember painting the tip of my fingers (while I was a kid) and pretending like I was ma durga and I hold the power to change things for the good from a distance just like the superior power has. I used to walk around with my finger tips painted red with sketch pens and believing I have super vision to check out on the world and what was going on outside. I believed that I was that one human God has sent who was not but a human, who was God in the disguise of human body who gets her power back every mahalaya....ahhhh those days... When mahalaya actually felt like one of a kind days... Now things have become so different for me... Mahalaya feels like just another day... But not gonna lie the subconscious feeling of "Durga Puja begins" persists but it's no more at the front of all thoughts leading them. 

 

This year I questioned my mother "What makes Durga Puja so special?". She definitely had an answer . She told it's that time of the year when all the complications and commotion and competitive chaos slow down and settle for some time, everyone dances to the same beats... All the misunderstandings and hatred take a backseat. 

Actually, for real, these days are indeed different .... But growing up I've realised as and when we grow up things become so casual. 

I feel so sad to tell this but I actually had to make myself come to the state of mind that 'yes it's Puja and now you can relax for some while'... That automatic feeling of calm is no more...✨