Blowin’ in the wind
Losen the control when you need it to go farther.
Never stretch it, when falling.
Life of life and kite-flying.
From being the one to hold the charkhi*, almost a couple of decades back, I have now graduated to the level of cutting my finger with manjaa*.
When the sky turns almost dark, holding on to that thread which you can’t spot the end to… gives you a feeling of holding on to some kind of a divine umbilical cord connecting you to the supreme being.
And pulling the kite back at such times sets inside the shoes of Dushasana and the kite in the role of Draupadi. The “saddi*”-haran never seems to end.
Today was my first lesson given by the Godfather. Plan to become a pro by tomorrow :)
* - Brand-new kite-flying vocab I acquired today.
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All the best! :)
Patang chagaav-vi feels so much familiar and fun compared to the stiff “kite flying”.. aah gujju land!!!
Try using those finger caps or wrap the kapde wali medical tape. The maanjaa cuts can be quite deadly. Glass powder and god knows what else goes into it. Be safe and have lots of fun.
kaaaaaaaaaaaaatyeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!
One, two, three, ROAR!
goodgood.
Saneef - Thanks! Today I shall try again! :)
Sneha - Will be using the tape today :)
Austere - :D
Arghh–just today morning,I was missing Uttarayan excitement in Baroda….glad you’re getting the hang of it.And,I see u’re a pro-the cut fingers prove it.hehe.Have fun.And,did you create any designer kites?
When’s the next Dubai waali visit?Sorry I missed meeting u this time..was just too hectic a period at work.
Well, the lingo’s a little lopsided. Its called a Charkharadi.
Know its old hat and all that, but trivia is not trivial, you see.
Great liner there! The first two lines of this post! And a wonderful analogy too! I guess I was a little too jobless today read everything that came my way on the net. And in the process ended up reaching this post! :-)