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Positive vibes of Onam


Welcome Maveli [Image courtesy]


I’m not superstitious, but I’m blatantly certain that this Onam has brought me some humour and its spices as well as condiments.  Bejan Daruwalla tells me that, with Mars shifting into Virgo in the 6th House and Saturn posited in the 9th House, I am all poised for great job satisfaction as well as lucrative income.  My stock broker tells me that my Bombay Dyeing and Tata Steel shares are ripe for sale after ditching me for over three years.  My body tells me that my health is pulsating once again.

What really inspired me is Bejan Daruwalla telling me that September is the month of Virgin Mary.  So Narendra Modi will be able to “cleanse and purify the Ganga,” says the astrologer.  Within days of the prediction came the appointment of Nitin Gadkari as the Saviour of the Ganga.  I’m sure miracles are awaiting us Indians.  Gadkari has plans not only for cleansing the Ganga but also for linking all the major rivers in the country to the holy river so that all Indians will be cleansed by Ganga Mayya. 

I’m already feeling rejuvenated.  Today is Thiru Onam, the most auspicious – at least, the most joyful – day in Kerala, my state.  Maveli emerges from Patala on his annual visit bringing the joys of nostalgia.  I’m sure my Bombay Dyeing and Tata Steel shares sell today so that I can pay the florist for the flowers that will welcome Maveli.  Or at least the Virgin Mary will shower her blessings on me in the month of Virgo. 

In the meanwhile, let me celebrate Alphons Kannamthanam’s ascent to Indraprastha.  This Onam is indeed very special.  It has brought so many reasons to be happy.  Let us celebrate!

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