Yayee..Fours Years Anniversary of my blogging on this website. 🎉🎊 I didn’t remember that I had started blogging on this beautiful day of Gandhi Jayanti (Mahatma Gandhi’s Birthday).
Although, I took a gap of about two years in between but the journey has been amazing with about 1200 fellow bloggers (as of now) who read and appreciated my poetry, blogs, quotes, digital-art and photography as and when I updated as well as born with and understood my highs and lows.
I hope I won’t disappoint and will resume blogging with much better content. I am on a mental break from all kinds of social interactions for some time.
A Big Thankwith a virtual hug toall of you from the bottom of my heart for your patience and appreciation throughout the time. It means a lot to me. ❤🤗🌞🙏💖💫💜💙🌠🎊🎉🎂
Religious ceremonies are strange. They celebrate the death of a really old one (+80 years) like that person’s long life didn’t matter enough, and mourn the death of a kid the most like he had given a lot to them. And calling it the first death anniversary after 11 months of someone’s death really goes above my head.. Why eleven months here when we don’t celebrate someone’s first birthday after 11 months of birth??
People be like- It’s been an year since she is gone.
I am like- No..Not really.. How can you adjust one whole month into it??
According to me, exact dates have special significance, be it of birth or death or anything else, and one cannot just percieve an event to have happened one month earlier than it actually happened, if that event is really important to someone.
Another thing..Why people wear dull clothes on someone’s death?? I mean, it feels like a mandatory rule and if you do not abide by it, you are a socially unacceptable weirdo culprit. I wonder, do people really go for shopping keeping in mind that somebody is about to die or purchase clothes for that particular purpose?? I cannot have that much negativity in my mind while buying clothes. Moreover, it’s more about what one feels in the soul, the grief and mourning, than what one is capable of faking on that particular occasion or day. Loss of a life is a lifetime grief and missing that one on many occassions rather than a 13 days, one month or 11 months process that you follow by rules and then forget that person like they never existed.
All in all, social norms are really strange to me. They are usually followed strictly by those who do not know themselves, their own feelings and are not in touch with their soul, and maybe, not really in touch even with someone they lost.