A young second generation Indian in the US was asked by his mother to explain the significance of "Diwali" to his younger br other, this is how he went about it...
" So, like this dude had, like, a big cool kingdom and people liked him. But, like, his step-mom, or something, was kind of a bitch, and she forced her husband to, like, send this cool-dude, he was Ram, to some national forest or something... Since he was going, for like, something like more than 10 years or so.... he decided to get his wife and his br o along... you know...so that they could all chill out together. But Dude, the forest was reeeeal scary shit.... really man...they had monkeys and devils and shit like that. But this dude, Ram, kicked with darts and bows and arrows... so it was fine.
But then some bad gangsta boys, some jerk called Ravan, picks up his babe (Sita) and lures her away to his hood. And boy, was our man, and also his br o, Laxman, pissed... all the gods were with him... So anyways, you don't mess with gods. So, Ram, and his br o get an army of monkeys... Dude, don't ask me how they trained the damn monkeys... just go along with me, ok...
So, Ram, Lax and their monkeys whip this gangsta's ass in his own hood... Anyways, by this time, their time's up in the forest... and anyways... it gets kinda boring, you know... no TV or malls or shit like that. So,they decided to hitch a ride back home... and when the people realize that our dude, his br o and the wife are back home... they thought, well, you know, at least they deserve something nice... and they didn't have any bars or clubs in those days... so they couldn't take them out for a drink, so they, like, decided to smoke and shit... and since they also had some lamps, they lit the lamps also...so it was pretty cooool... you know with all those fireworks.... Really, they even had some local band play along with the fireworks... and you know, what, dude, that was the very first, no kidding.., thatwas the very first music-synchronized fireworks... you know, like the 4th of July stuff, but just, more cooler and stuff, you know. And, so dude, that was how, like, this festival started."
The mother fainted..
-- "Life is not an i-pod to listen to your favourite music by "CHOICE". It is a radio, you must adjust yourself to every frequency to enjoy whatever comes in by "CHANCE"." - Swami Harryanand
Well to begin with, it started off being a wanderer. Originally an artist, wanting to do things in a scientific way. Normal to any growing up age, adventure, challenges, competition, decorated dresses, also couldn’t miss my attention. But as they say, forces lost the opportunity of my charm. Public schooling had already set in me the love for science, history & fabrics. Which are poles apart. Science took me to drug delivery systems and its pharmacokinestatics. But the friends & environment forced me towards business. I’ve been through many accidents, one of which landed me into education technologist job. Reason for being a child researcher. I’ve spent most of my service life working in that strange space where passion was never my profession. I’m passionate about the things that interest me like, what is the strength of an ant, why butterflies have different shades and colors, who am I, why somebody likes.......and plethora of other questions, which need my attention. I read voraciously and collect books as well, but only in specific genres. I’m passionate about my profession(s), both planned and accidental, Which is partly why I’m chairman of “The School Of Everything.”