Today was a luscious and full day. It began with a lot of trepidation. Every Saturday I go to meet Papa and I have to face a few struggles, conflict, and pain internally. Some days I think of canceling my plans and asking him to come to Bandra - but I know that he is in pain now and cannot undertake the travel. I don't think I pray as much during the week as much as I pray on Friday night and Saturday morning to help me get through the day.
Anyway, we went to the temple as usual, but the temple was closed. But they gate the sanctum sanctorium so we can still see Ma Kali through the grills. She is so beautiful and happy. Ever since my childhood, I have associated Ma Kali with joy. I see a little girl instead of a warrior goddess. This Ma Kali though, is particularly cheery. She brings a smile to my face.
Papa and I sat after darshan. I love Kali Ma temples - they are quiet and serene, unlike Mahalakshmi, Krshn, and Ganpati temples. There was a little boy cycling in the compound. Papa watched him a little, and then I took him to the Seawoods mall, where I wanted to buy him Birkenstocks but he said no. His feet are swelling up, and his shoes are tight. And his back is also acting up. Today he went to the loo in the mall and I waited outside. He was taking a long time, and I didn't have my phone with me. I died a thousand deaths waiting out. I went into a store and asked them to use a landline to call Papa. Then he came out, and it was the sweetest sight - him in a faded red shirt. We had coffee and an avocado salsa sandwich at Starbucks. My current project is technical - so I discussed that with him and I saw him get so excited about engineering things.
After home booked a rickshaw and returned to Bandra. Nowadays I loved the rickshaw rides from Vashi to Bandra. It is so exciting and much better than returning in a cab. The rick guy was really sweet and he showed me a couple of shortcuts. One - skirting Vashi gaon I think - around the Shiv temple. Another shortcut was the back lanes of the airport.
Went to the neighboring parlor. It's not the best parlour but sometimes they have happy people there. There's a lady there who does the eyebrows and stuff who has the gentlest touch - like an angle's whisper. I like getting my eyebrows waxed because it is quicker and you avoid that whole production of tugging your eyelids, etc.
Then went to Juhu beach with a friend. I just love Juhu beach! It has such a carnival vibe throughout the year. It was a high-tide when we reached so no one was allowed on the beach. But gosh! we sat on the sandy steps, had pani puri and enjoyed those strong gusts of sea breeze that unknot the tension in your shoulders and soothe out the migraine. That was lovely!
We went to Third Waves for an iced tea and walnut cake thereafter.
And got home.
(Those are the pictures of the flyover when you get into Bandra. I can't explain just how much joy erupts in my heart when I enter Bandra. I feel glad and grateful and blessed and blissful - and just complete. Something somewhere is looking out for me that I get to return here. I really feel as if I am hugging my Ma.)
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