We are in the fourth week of June and the monsoon season has not really started. What we are getting now seems like the pre-monsoon rains. But it rained and rained yesterday and was raining late into night. Today is very cloudy. It is nearing 12 in the morning and is so dark I have to switch on the light 😊. And it is pouring now.
On the 14th we went to our village to spend some time with my husband’s brother. The temple to Shri Udaneshwara ( Lord Shiva) is the village temple. Three of us went to attend the afternoon puja and had food there too. Temple food is always tasty 😊. We have to donate some money, this helps to prepare food for others. In big temples such donation is not necessary as large number of devotees come and they have a good income.
We usually hire Udaya to clean the garden. He came on the 15th. He also cleaned the terrace and the parapet for rainwater to flow out without hinderance. He also trimmed many plants.
We had been thinking of going to the temple of Lord Karthikeya in Subramanya. We had gone there about twenty years ago. It is an ancient temple and people from different parts of our country come there to offer prayers.
On the 18th it was not raining and we decided to go. We left at 7.15, had breakfast on the way. We were there at 10.45. The temple is beautiful and is surrounded by hills and forests. We parked our car and as we neared the temple, there were announcements that the door of the sanctum would remain closed from 11.30 to 12.30. We left our footwear in the allocated place and went in. There was a long queue. Very, very few people were wearing masks ! We were wearing them. The idol of Lord Karthikeya looked beautiful. We read that the afternoon puja would start at 12.30. We sat on the platform on one side. So many people come to offer their prayers. I think this belief helps us to face the difficulties that come our way. Rites and rituals are a part of religion. Those who believe, perform them. I suppose they give them solace and of course there are people who take advantage of this to make quick money. Unfortunately we see violence in the name of religion and this has happened through the ages everywhere. They are the tragedies of human life.
Food is served to all who come to the temple. There was lot of rush, we had lunch in a nearby restaurant. On our way back we visited my maternal uncle and a cousin. Their houses are on the way. We were visiting them after a long time. We started back at 3.15 as we wanted to reach home before it was dark. It was raining so heavily at some places, we could hardly see the road.
When we reached Pangala, about 16 kms from home, the car stopped. Fortunately, we were just five minutes away from a car repair shop. My husband went there and came back with a mechanic. He said the clutch plate was broken. Another mechanic came. They pushed it to their garage and said they would deliver it to us on Monday. They were very nice. One of them called an auto rickshaw. On our way back we made a list of all the things we were happy about in spite of the breakdown. It was fortunate that we stopped near the repair shop and not in some lonely place on the way. If this had happened on Sunday, all the shops would have been closed. There was much to smile about 😊.Today morning Mohan from the garage delivered the car.
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Ronovan Writes #Weekly #Haiku #Poetry Prompt #Challenge 415 DAY and New.
New thoughts bring changes
Days have a fresh beginning
We are more alive.