The Stars

Many a worried parent has made a trip to the family astrologer (yes, there exists such a concept) carrying a horoscope on yellowing paper (25 years is a long time) and a heavy heart.

And the astrologer has, true to the last rudraksha on his body talked about the evils of shani, rahu and ketu and insisted that things will be better two years hence.

The parents return, and it is now the turn of the family priest to play the role of saviour. Milk, oil (if its shani we are talking about) all sorts of grain, lamps, black, white, red or whatever-the-colour-he-demands cloth and of course the usual flowers, camphor and incense are procured and offered to the offending celestial body.

Suddenly, the fates smile. The visa (if its a son the parents are worried about) and/or the bridegroom (in case it’s a daughter, plays same role as visa, though) appear and cause much celebration in the family. All is well and the holy men were right. We must do this the next time something goes wrong.

Don’t get me wrong. I’m all for astrology. Anything that helps you make an honest living (or in the case of our family astrologer, who sits on the mountaintop dispensing advice for welfare of society, fruit) is fine by me.

But what bothers me is the hullabaloo they make over the poor planet with rings. Seven years of hardship, they say. Fine. But do you think you could have a brilliant life without hardship? Has it ever occurred to you morons that possibly, just possibly, it’s the so called hardship that brings out the best in you? Humans are a species who celebrate pleasure. I’m no masochist myself, but somewhere, I believe that it takes all kinds to make a good life. A dash of shani, a whiff of rahu, some trouble with mangal (and a tree for a husband “like” Aishwarya Rai) Guru smiling beatifically from above… Everything. I’m sure when the Gods gift us our destiny they make sure that you get everything you could ever possibly want, but none of it for free.

Why all this fuss over a few bad days or years? You’re alive, healthy and strong. That’s what really matters. Right?


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5 thoughts on “The Stars”

  1. oops, make sure you don’t rub off the ringed planet so much, lest it shoots off its course – pandemonium I say

  2. I always wondered whether there is anything like a perfect birth.. meaning all celestial objects being in perfect unison at the time of birth. I asked an astrologer & he says no.. Everyone in the world goes through hardship, including divine incarnations like Lord Rama & it makes it worthwhile at the end..

    Will people come to a stage where they resolutely deny the existence of malefic forces and take things as they come, do their best & be in perfect equilibrium?
    Horoscope (or rather horrorscope!) matching, dozen rings on the fingers etc., is the order of day at present!
    Abdul Kalam said once “As long as the planets & stars are above me, everything is auspicious!”.

  3. hmmm. does not seem to be shani.
    You are fine monetarily and health is also fine.
    So if you believe in Shani then your 7 years have not yet started.

  4. Hey,
    Was this intentional ?

    (..a husband like Aishwarya Rai)
    Guru smiling beatifically from above… Hmm…Guru…. Abhishek

  5. @ww
    no comments

    @czar
    interesting idea that, the one about the perfect birth. never thought of it!
    shall pepople ever try to be in perfect equilibrium? Not really. and to get hindu, not in kali-yuga anyway…

    @chakri
    on the contrary, i’m supposed to be stepping out of it! trust me, there can be seven years of horror without material hardships

    @raja
    my great-grandfather was a pun-dit… ok, it was unintentional

    @all
    i guess at the end of it, theres just two things that we need. One, to understand that life comes with its share of hardships and two, that irrespective of rahu, ketu and the lot, it’s only when we make ourselves responsible for our destiny that we can me called human beings.

    whew! before people start thinking i’m not shallow…

    THE END!!

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