The title of the article is not wrong as the date indeed goes back to 1983 and today is the 37th anniversary of this landmark event of my life. It was on this day 37 years ago that my student life of the past 16 years came to an abrupt halt and leaving my MSc that I was pursuing at that time halfway, I took up a banking job in a nationalised bank.

The change was total and metamorphic so to say. From the holy and serene precincts of University of Delhi to a branch of Nationalised Bank , it was a big shift from me. There was change in profile of my colleagues – from same age group and studious type to middle aged and boisterous, profile of my activities – from studying and brainstorming to dealing with dissatisfied customers under a dead routine, profile of my dressing – from simple jeans and T-shirt’s to formal pants and shirts and profile of my thought process – from an aspiring academician to be a career banker !

Thus it was a life changing moment and my life has never been same again. From a physics student aspiring to do further study in quantum mechanics to a banker aiming for state bank probationary officer and IAS exams, it was a true metamorphosis.

The reason for this blog is a news item that I came across yesterday. A person, who retired from State Bank after a career spanning over 35 years, wrote medical entrance exam and has got admission to MBBS course at the ripe old age of 64. By the time he gets licence to practice, he’d be touching 70, but this example proves that there is no point regretting about the shifts in life against the choice, as it’s never too late to chase your dream! I am rather buoyed by this example and suddenly not feeling any regret at the direction taken by my life and it’s journey so far!

Period between Christmas and new year is one of the most awaited times of the year. I am told that things come to a complete passé in most of the Europe, US and down under in Australia and New Zealand. My daughter who works and lives in South Africa has also told me about the cold freeze ( though Christmas is summertime there), meaning no work!

In India, we are workaholics! Except for 3-4 days at a stretch that Kolkata is shut during Durga Puja, I really haven’t seen parallel of Christmas vacation abroad, in India. You celebrate Diwali today and go to office next day – for a change Mumbai had two days off Diwali this year. Ditto other festivals – Ganpati, Rakhi, Holi or Dussehra. Or may be we have too many religious and national holidays throughout the year that do not justify any break at a stretch.

It’s a fact that economic affluence and travel, including the overseas, are rather recent phenomena in India. In our childhood, our travel was mainly to our grandparents or marriages in family. Overseas travel was a rarity, unless someone was working abroad. I had mentioned in one of my earlier blogs that my father never owned a passport meaning he never crossed Indian borders, unless Pakistan is considered a foreign country, which it was not prior to the partition as my father used to study and work in Lahore. My mother is slightly more widely traveled having been to Switzerland to visit her brother, Johannesburg to visit my daughter, her granddaughter and a visit to Thailand!

This Christmas raised lots of hopes as just before the start of the season, the success of Corona vaccines created a lot of positivity and it seemed that end of Covid was near. However, a new mutated strain of Covid, fresh lockdowns by several countries and night curfew in Mumbai have all played spoilsport! However, I read two beautiful thoughts outside Mahim Church that summed up the never say die human spirit! The first one said, “ Unmask your heart and welcome Jesus” , which to my mind is a beautiful take on pandemic, exhorting us to wear masks on our faces while opening our hearts to help those who need the same most! The second one read, “ You can limit the numbers, but you can’t limit our faith”. While only limited number of devotees congregated at churches for Christmas Eve masses, a large number of faithfuls joined on line in a true spirit of the festival that is aimed at bringing happiness for one and all!

We have all been waiting for 2020 to get over and 2021 to come! We in fact should wait for Corona to get over! This hope was expressed during Diwali and Eid too and the same hope lingers on now during Christmas, because I read somewhere, “ There was never a night or a problem that could defeat sunrise or hope.” Then what’s so special about this coronavirus?

With this I end series of blogs I wrote on the occasion of Christmas and wish my readers merry Christmas and seasons greetings once again!

My yet to be 4 grandson, who is in Johannesburg, where it’s summertime, doesn’t believe his mother that it’s Christmas time because he has always seen white Christmas, with snow everywhere and Santa wearing winter attire and coming on a sleigh that rides only on snow!

It’s a very cute and innocent query and I have tried to help his mother to try and satisfy the curiosity of the little kid by reciting to him this Christmas Carol, especially composed on the occasion of Christmas!

Oh baby, sleep now

Tomorrow is Christmas Day

Santa will come at night

Riding on his sleigh!

No mom, you’re lying

How can it be Christmas Day

Christmas is always white

How will Santa come in his sleigh?

I have seen pictures

It’s always cold and white

How can it be Christmas without snow

No mom, you’re not right!

Baby, today indeed is Christmas night

Santa will definitely come

Where there’s no snow

He will pick his sack and run!

World is large

With summery and wintery lands

Santa comes everywhere on Christmas

To children in main and hinterlands !

Merry Christmas to everyone!

Midnight mass is the first liturgy ( the form of prayer) of Christmastide ( period immediately preceding and following 25th December, the Christmas Day) that’s celebrated on the night of Christmas Eve, traditionally beginning just before the midnight of 24th giving way to Christmas Day. This midnight mass is a jubilant celebration in the honour of the Nativity of Jesus ( as the birth of Jesus is described in the Biblical gospels of Luke and Mathew) and it includes the celebration of Holy Communion ( also known as Eucharist, it’s a Christian rite and as per the New Testament, it was instituted by Jesus during the last supper , giving his disciples bread and wine during a Passover meal. As per Jesus, bread represented his body and the wine new covenant in his blood.)

As I read it somewhere, midnight mass is a tradition of Roman Catholic Church, though many churches now hold midnight mass at an earlier hour. Since 2009, the Pope has celebrated this mass at 10 PM and therefore it’s now also known as Mass during the night since 2009.

Each festival of different religions has these traditions and folklores associated with it and this what makes these festivals so full of happiness and gaiety.

Although social distancing and and Covid protocols are still in force, churches are gearing up for midnight masses for the devotees to participate either physically or virtually, on line!

Merry Christmas!

I came across an interesting piece on the background of various names given to Christmas festival.

The oldest of the three is Yule, from Old English geól, which meant Christmas Day or Christmastime, and corresponds to an Old Norse word jól, which was a pagan winter feast lasting twelve days. The earliest citation of this word in the OED is from a work by the 8th century English monk Bede. It survives today in the somewhat archaic word Yuletide as well as in the yule log, originally a large log burned at Christmas but now more usually referring to a rolled up chocolate cake that resembles such a log.

Noel or Noël comes ultimately from the Latin natalis via Anglo-Norman and Middle French. Originally an exclamation of joy at the birth of Christ, in the middle ages it was also used to refer to the Christmas period. Like carol (and holly) it has found another life as a first name, especially for those born during the Christmas period, but otherwise is now found only in Christmas carols and as a greeting on Christmas cards:

Christmas comes from Old English and means “the mass of Christ”. The earliest citations come from the early 12th century and it has completely superseded its rivals as the standard term for the festival celebrated on 25th December, as well as the period immediately before and after it.

In our childhood, Christmas or winter break that we had from the last week of December till the beginning of January used to be colloquially called “ bade din ki chhuttiyan” , as Christmas falls after winter solstice after which days start growing longer and nights shorter. I have also heard people referring to Christmas as Ex -Mas for it’s also written as X-MAS. The “X” comes from the Greek letter Chi, which is the first letter of the Greek word Christós, which became Christ in English. X in a way also represents holy cross!

Call it Yuletide, Noel, Christmas, Bada din or X- MAS, the spirit of festivity and its fervour remains the same!

Merry Christmas!

A once-every-two-decade conjunction involving the solar system’s two gas giants will give earthbound observers a look at a so-called “Christmas Star” on the winter solstice.

Come sunset Dec. 21 in any time zone around the world, Jupiter and Saturn seemingly will merge into a single bright point of light low in the western sky.

The Great Conjunction of 2020 will yield an expected spectacular astronomical sight involving the two planets unseen in nearly eight centuries.

The two planets have been approaching conjunction — a point when planets or other bodies as seen from earth are near each other in the night sky — all year. That the conjunction is occurring near Christmas Day has given rise to talk about the Star of Bethlehem that the Gospel of Matthew describes in his telling of the birth of Jesus.

As the story goes, the Star of Bethlehem, or Christmas Star, appears in the nativity story of the Gospel of Matthew where “wise men from the East” (Magi) are inspired by the star to travel to Jerusalem. There, they meet King Herod of Judea, and ask him:

“Where is He who has been born King of the Jews? For we have seen His star in the East and have come to worship Him.”

Herod calls his scribes and priests who quote to him that a verse from the Book of Micah interpreted as a prophecy, states that the Jewish Messiah would be born in Bethlehem to the south of Jerusalem. Secretly intending to find and kill the Messiah in order to preserve his own kingship, Herod invites the wise men to return to him on their way home.

The star leads them to Jesus’ home in the town, where they worship him and give him gifts. The wise men are then given a divine warning not to return to Herod, so they return home by a different route.

As I am reading a few posts by catholic believers, the current situation is akin to the one that existed in the year Jesus was born – there’s darkness, unrest, misery, death, ignorance – this planetary disposition leading to the formation of Christmas star should clear away all these evils to give back the much awaited happiness to the human race.

This is the first of the posts during the current festive season of Christmas and new year and readers can expect a few more.

As my readers know, I am blessed with the daily thoughts of Mahatria’s thanks to my old acquaintance, who is a devout Mahatria follower and who posts Mahatria’s thoughts every morning, which I eagerly await. While all his thoughts are precious and enlightening, a few are compelling that force me to share it with my blog followers. Like this one he posted a couple of days back that caught my fancy:

The master said

• If you see me as a Guru, you become a Seeker.
• If you see me as a Beloved, you become a Lover.
• If you see me as a Master, you become a Disciple.
• If you see me as a Teacher, you become a Student.
• If you see me as an Incarnate, you become a Devotee.

The Master then clarified,
How you see me does not make any difference to me, but it makes all the difference to you.

Isn’t it a beautiful thought and don’t all of us have this realisation whether the master here is lord almighty or our respected Guru! I would especially like to make a mention of our favourite God, Lord Krishna here, who is worshipped all over in his various manifestations. By virtue of his Bhagvad sermon to Arjuna from Kurukshetra battle field, he’s a universal guru ( with Bhagvad Gita and its message forming curriculum of several universities, including those abroad) , I have seen him becoming the beloved of so many, the way Radha and Meera adored and doted on him. He’s an incarnate of Vishnu, we all know and a teacher is nothing but a modern day version of the earlier guru and student of disciple. We are all devoted to him. However, the reason for taking the specific example of Krishna is another manifestation of his that of Balkrishna or the infant/child Krishna! If you see him as child, you become a parent! A similar example in other religions that immediately comes to mind is that of infant Jesus, who is adored and worshipped.

God has many infestations; the actuality of that manifestation lies in the eyes or feelings of disciple or seeker making him or her to be a seeker, lover, disciple, student, devotee or a parent as the case may be! Beautiful thought!

How about a servant, who is more respectfully called a valet, having a magic wand to solve all the problems, mainly small matters assuming monumental proportions? What about situations arising when the main protagonist is a lazy, laid back, idle member of English aristocracy, surrounded mainly by dim witted friends, termed blighted ? And the problems mainly pertain to the whims of aristocratic uncles and aunts who cannot be offended or ignored for these young lazybones depend on them for their monthly allowances and inheritance of their wealth! There are engagements and broken engagements, love triangles, game of one up man ship, lost and found, misunderstandings, false identities but never any rancour or malice. All is in good humour and ending is always happy for the protagonists and readers!

You must be wondering about the theme of this article. It’s on the current reading I am into – writings of PG Wodehouse ! I have read him before off and on. But during my recent Covid isolation, my attending physician advised me to avoid stress and read, watch and listen to only feel good stuff. So I have been watching nice videos of SPB on YouTube, listening to my favourite old Bollywood songs on Google play and reading P G Wodehouse.

PG Wodehouse’s novels, novellas, stories. his characters – Bertie Wooster, Jeeves, Psmith and uncles and aunts make up a very interesting light hearted read and the humour is subtle, but makes you burst into loud laughter at times. And the beauty of the language and use of quaint English words is to be read to be believed.

I have more than 5000 pages of PGW’s writings on my Kindle and as and when I come across the Master’s uniqueness, I will share the same with my readers.

Some light humour in these dark times is highly recommended.

Years ago, I read somewhere a short poem on our attitudes toward relationships. It read:

When my son-in-law

Takes tea in bed for my daughter

She’s so loving

And he’s so caring!

When my son

Takes tea in bed for my daughter-in-law

She’s so selfish

And he’s spoiling her.

This remains etched in my memory years after I read it because of its stark truth. And this came back to my mind the first thing when I received a forwarded post on my WhatsApp that talked about paradoxes as under:

(1) Moms want their daughters to control their husbands and sons to control their wives.

(2) Everything run by government is very bad except government jobs.

(3) We are always in hurry, but seldom on time.

(4) Holy places are very interesting – poor beg outside and rich inside.

I think there’s nothing paradoxical about the above things and it’s more to do with our attitudes. Every mother herself would have been all other three – a daughter, a daughter-in-law and a mother-in-law and she just needs to remain herself and not to change as per her role.

Government should not run businesses and govt jobs should have same benchmarks like private sector.

Punctuality is a virtue that is as important as honesty and truthfulness. If one wants, he or she can always be on time and I myself am a practising exponent of punctuality.

In front of God, we are all beggars and not everyone may be begging for money – people beg for issue, business, success and mental peace.

Some posts on social media exhort you to think and mull over it. This was one such post.

These days I get quite perplexed. There’s nothing that’s black and white – everything has shades of grey. My humble view is that things can either be good or not good. Or at least can be okay and not as good as originally conceived or expected; however, something which is well intended cannot simply be bad and undesirable.

If the farm bills are so good then why the press, electronic media and intelligentsia of the country are not coming together and cornering the leaders of agitating farmers and the fence sitter politicians. And if it so bad, why the nation is not coming together and forcing the Government to repeal these laws? Why there’s so much confusion, so much bitterness, so much bad blood and above all loss to the farmers for they should be spending this time sowing seeds in their farms, especially now that the God has gifted us with very beneficial winter rains and to the innocent public facing traffic jams?

My fear is that if this bitterness doesn’t end soon, there are anti social elements on the prowl sensing their chances to use this agitation to pursue their nefarious designs. We are hearing about separatists of different hue and colours surreptitiously entering the agitation to add fuel to the fire!

In a democracy, conflict of views is very common and any such instance requires deliberations between the conflicting parties. Also, in a democracy that’s live and breathing, peaceful agitations and demonstrations are bona fide tools to express resentment. But democracy also entails responsibility and sense of duty in addition to sense of right. Anything that weakens nation or national interest requires introspection and re-strategising. Flexibility and to bend a little to conquer are necessary ingredients of democracy. But we are seeing agitations of a different sort where agitating parties show rigidity, inflexibility and above all scant regard for inconvenience to common citizens. We noticed this during Shaheen Bagh sit-in and now seeing farmers doing the same. Worst, this can weaken the nation’s fight against coronavirus!

Government has bent to allay farmers apprehension. Now farmers should also bend a little and give Government an opportunity to demonstrate its intent. If the modified provisions are still falling short of farmers’ expectations, farmers can regroup to resume agitation.

For the sake of our country, let no fence sitter, manipulator, enemy of the country and any such dubious group take advantage of this agitation to weaken our great nation.

We love and respect our farmers and love our country too ! A weak farmer will weaken the country and that will not be tolerable to patriots of this country.

Let’s move ahead! Jai hind!