All Hindu festivals are multi-layered. The most popular Deepavali at a superficial level, comes at the start of a season when there is extended darkness in the mornings and early ones in the evening. The array of lights and burst of crackers are meant to usher in an early dawn and spread brightness and bonhomie during those dim climes. Suffice to say that solar and lunar influences have been adequately factored in, lending the symbolisms scientific and astronomic credence too.
Too Big For The Small
A survey claims that around 75% of young Indians want to run their own business. This figure is the highest among the emerging economies and way ahead of China. A big bulk of these dreaming dare-devils are first timers with fresh ideas or gen-next adventurists just wanting to be different. It is this raging entrepreneurial spirit that is expected to propel India to the top of the global ladder.
Passion, unplugged!
What happens when you have to stop doing, either voluntarily or owing to circumstances, what you very passionately love doing? And what if that thing is not just a hobby or a pastime but a lifetime or rather, a lifeline, profession or a higher calling? Of course, not everyone gets this unique gift of combining profit and passion and in most cases, work or vocation is a drudgery that fetches the daily bread while the soul seeks out other sources of self-fulfilment. Still, one tends to take this prize of providence for granted and plunges headlong, only to feel a profound personal pang when the time comes for parting.
Corruption ‘cowed’ down
Lalu always loved cattle. He enjoyed playing the rustic villager, the humble simpleton who rose against the mighty feudal lords of his land, and in all this he invoked bovine intervention very liberally. His animal farm was the launching pad for his foray into the political stage. But then he stretched his addiction to livestock a bit too far. He stabbed those very backs that helped him ride to power. Lalu looted in their name and what was due to them.
