Tuesday, November 13, 2012

Laxmi Puja

The city that suffers perpetual darkness beams with colorful lights tonight. Decorative lights have replaced traditional candles and diyos. Kathmanduites appear unperturbed by unreliable electricity. They are adamant about taking chances on the stringed decorative lights in lieu of the more predictable candles.

Attempting to keep the government promise of unobstructed electricity for Tihar, our lightbulbs danced in and out of illumination for most of the evening today. Perhaps the hydropower turbines missed the memo.

It is late into night now. Electricity is more stable; peak demand has dissipated, I presume. People keep their doors, lockers open to allow unimpeded access to the goddess of wealth Laxmi on this festive night. They stay up late.

For a public hospital employee on a fixed salary, this proposition does not sound too lucrative. Rather, warm blanket in this cool night offers more appeal. As I head to my bedroom, a familiar screeching sound of microphone emanates from nearby. This is a deusi bhailo group, a more sophisticated one, which has set up loud speakers to do an elaborate program. Loud noise (?music) reverberates the whole neighborhood. I guarantee you, they are not aware that this can be bothersome to someone else, especially someone trying to sleep. You better learn to sleep in loud noises.

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