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Throw Away Society…………….

One of the biggest challenges I have faced with moving back to the land o’ plenty is just how much trash we (continue to) generate. Everything seems to be disposable.

In Twisted Sister, I wrote that an old bra strap might become a shoelace in India. Many, many people asked me if that was really true. It kind of is. The poor people in India don’t waste much.

So when I consistently win the trash award for having the most trash on our street, I often think “shame on me”.

This week has been no exception. We want, we waste. Augh. Well, there has been a big exception. We have a tv that would only sporadically turn on. It is in the room I exercise in, so I would really like it to work. It wasn’t working so I wasn’t working out. Augh again.

The easiest thing to do would have been to trash the tv and just buy a new one. I am sure that would have been to the tune of about $1,000. Yikes.

So, number one hubby googled our tv’s make/model and actually figured out what the problem seemed to be. And then the solution. It required some soldering and a new part. We don’t exactly know how to do that or where to buy a tv part.

After some more googling, Hubby found an electrical repair shop. We drove there with component in hand. And, yes, I am impressed he was able to take the tv apart, find the component, and eventually put it all back – and even in the right place.

The repair shop was closed. Not just for lunch. But forever. Dang. I guess we aren’t the only ones who have been throwing things away instead of getting them fixed.

But there was a second repair “shop” listed. In a residential neighborhood. Hmmm.

We called to hear what sounded like an Indian accent. Small world. He seemed to know what we were talking about. He seemed to know what he was talking about. He was close by. We decided it was probably worth a shot.

Hubby knocked on the door. The electrician (who was actually from Pakistan) fixed the component. For only $40. Hubby reinstalled it. For Free. And wahlah. Our oldish tv once again works.

Now I have no real excuse not to exercise and our bank account does not need a band-aid.

The saddest part of this post is that for a brief moment I was so proud of us for choosing repair over replace. But now I think I will make that my motto. It is as it should be – fix when you can – or at least give it a shot. 😉

And if you live in NoVa and need a tv repaired (or other malfunctioning electric device) Farooq just might be your guy. 703.407.2702. Or email service@fhtvservice.com. Let’s start a repair revolution!

Holi Colors Batman…………..

According to my family, the Indian holiday Holi is a chance to get dirty. It’s a free pass to make a big arse mess. It is the holiday of throwing colors and squirting everyone you see with a water gun without fear of consequences – yes, even your siblings (but not necessarily your mom  😉 ).

It is my understanding that when you throw colors on someone, it clears the air of any animosity that might have existed between you. Yes, that is all kinds of loverly!

Of course there is more to the story than simply permission to make a mess – According to Wikipedia, “In Vaishnava Theology, Hiranyakashipu is the king of demons, and he had been granted a boon by Brahma, which made it almost impossible for him to be killed. The boon was due to his long penance, after which he had demanded that he not be killed “during day or night; inside the home or outside, not on earth or on sky; neither by a man nor an animal; neither by astra nor by shastra“. Consequently, he grew arrogant, and attacked the Heavens and the Earth. He demanded that people stop worshipping gods and start praying to him.

Despite this, Hiranyakashipu’s own son, (Prahlada), was a devotee of Lord Vishnu. In spite of several threats from Hiranyakashipu, Prahlada continued offering prayers to Lord Vishnu. He was poisoned but the poison turned to nectar in his mouth. He was ordered to be trampled by elephants yet remained unharmed. He was put in a room with hungry, poisonous snakes and survived. All of Hiranyakashipu’s attempts to kill his son failed. Finally, he ordered young Prahlada to sit on a pyre on the lap of his sister, Holika, who could not die by fire by virtue of a shawl which would prevent fire affecting the person wearing it. Prahlada readily accepted his father’s orders, and prayed to Vishnu to keep him safe. When the fire started, everyone watched in amazement as the shawl flew from Holika, who then was burnt to death, while Prahlada survived unharmed, after the shawl moved to cover him. The burning of Holika is celebrated as Holi.

Radha and the Gopis celebrating Holi, with accompaniment of music instruments

Later Lord Vishnu came in the form of a Narasimha (who is half-man and half-lion) and killed Hiranyakashipu at dusk (which was neither day nor night), on the steps of the porch of his house (which was neither inside the house nor outside) by restraining him on his lap (which is neither in the sky nor on the earth) and mauling him with his claws (which are neither astra nor shastra).

In Vrindavan and Mathura, where Lord Krishna grew up, the festival is celebrated for 16 days (until Rangpanchmi in commemoration of the divine love of Radha for Krishna). Lord Krishna is believed to have popularized the festival by playing pranks on the gopis here. Krishna is believed to have complained to his mother about the contrast between his dark skin complexion and Radha’s (Shakti or energy that drives the world) fair skin complexion. Krishna’s mother decided to apply colour to Radha’s face. The celebrations officially usher in spring, the celebrated season of love.

There is alternate story detailing the origin of Holi. This story is about Kamadeva, a god of love. Kama’s body was destroyed when he shot his weapon at Shiva in order to disrupt his meditation and help Parvati to marry Shiva. Shiva then opened his third eye, the gaze of which was so powerful that Kama’s body was reduced to ashes. For the sake of Kama’s wife Rati (passion), Shiva restored him, but only as a mental image, representing the true emotional and spiritual state of love rather than physical lust. The Holi bonfire is believed to be celebrated in commemoration of this event.

Holi is a festival of radiance (Teja) in the universe. During this festival, different waves of radiance traverse the universe, thereby creating various colours that nourish and complement the function of respective elements in the atmosphere.