I happened to pass through Gulbai Tekra in Amdabad (Ahemdabad), during my recent trip to India, and realized Ganesh Chaturthi was around the corner. I remembered always seeing these beautiful Ganesh idols being crafted every year, in this large slum area, starting about 2 months before the festival of Ganesh Chaturthi. I told my daughter that this slum is known as Hollywood, not knowing why. My daughter curiously googled this area and to our amusement found that Google maps also lists it as “Hollywood basti”!
Who are we? What religion do we follow and who is our God? Why do we have wars, why do innocent children have to suffer because of the wars? Why is there abundance at some places while at others people wither away and die? How much is enough? Who decides what is acceptable and considered good and why does everyone need to live by that?
My sister Sangita is bright, disciplined, determined, independent, organized, courageous and strong willed. She's been that way since childhood. Growing up, Sangita never made any of us feel she lacked what her sisters took for granted – our eyesight.
Sent a friend request to myself and it said you cannot connect to yourself!! Sometimes I feel we are simply busy doing things that we forget of just BEING -- connecting with ourselves, knowing ourselves at the most fundamental level.
I grew up in Gujarat, India, where I did my Bachelor of Engineering in Civil Engineering and worked as a lecturer in an Engineering college, before moving to the U.S. I lived in New Jersey for some years, then moved to Southern California, and now live in Northern California. Although I studied engineering, my heart had always leaned towards the Liberal Arts. Life has been a true exploration after my daughter's birth. Since then, I have been focused on raising her and volunteering at her schools. Currently, I volunteer as a PTA board member at my daughter's middle school. I love meeting people, hiking in the woods, traveling to places, camping under the dark skies, learning about different cultures, and writing about my experiences. My heart feels very deeply listening to the stories of the world and its people that make me smile, laugh, cry, sing or worry. And the quest for the purpose of my life continues....