I’ll be wearing a white mundu and am hoping it rains. Then, I’ll enter the temple. IN YOUR FACE,GOD…….random fantasizing before my visit to Kerala.
I wore a mundu just for the heck of it. I went inside the temple cause an uncle highly boasted about the temple and insisted that I see the beauty of the temple which highly intrigued me and cause by then it had indeed rained! I enter the temple grinning madly.
Now 1stly this temple wants men to enter the temple bare chested and without shoes, wearing just a mundu. And then they expect me to buy oil to pour in a gigantic diya- like after being stripped off my pants I’ll carry my wallet in my underwear! As soon as I enter, a pundit hands me a vessel filled with oil and asks me to hand over 10 rupees. I say I don’t have money. He smiles and pointing his hands heaven wards says ‘Narayan Narayan’ and takes away the oil with the same slickness that he’s handed it to me.
Now, this temple is so enormous that I didn’t even reach till the idol. So big, in fact, that I have to ask people for the Exit. They frown but show me the direction. Apparently, this temple has 4 exits- a fact I didn’t know then. And as expected, I take the wrong exit- something named the North Nada which leads out in the exact back of the temple.
There I am- in a city that is highly reluctant to speak either English or Hindi and whose language I can’t understand. I have no shoes on, no money, no idea of where the hell I am, in an area that’s not exactly lit up to my liking and half naked with my nipples showing. To make matters worse everywhere I look around me I see hefty guys talking amongst themselves. And somehow none of those people find it funny, apart from me. Finally I spot an elderly woman who looks highly unlikely to mug me. I try asking her for the main enterance and her 1st reaction is to hide her gold necklace with her palm and she keeps walking in the opposite direction averting me- like I was a threat to her! I start walking vaguely in the direction that I’ve assumed my pious family to be waiting for me. I have to walk almost 500 meters barefeet, around a big pond!!! And as my family would later point out, the idol was the highlight of the temple and not the stone-carved exterior of the temple.
God did have the last laugh that day. And Murphy might have done the I-told-you-so in his grave.
Narayan Narayan.
3 comments:
Hahahahahahahahahahh!! i told you to wear the mundu and you did! and it rained!! hahaaha! damn, funny.
P.S still bummed about you not hooking up with a keralite chik though. :P
not my types..
Lol, that's so funny and cool.
Such stuff keeps happening, specially when it comes to your tryst with God.
I remember the last time I went to a temple, not in South though, I'd left my slippers out, and when I came out, I was aghast at the thought of finding only one of it, the other pair went missing. Nobody stole it, its obvious, but I'd to walk barefeet till the bus stop.
Then the muddy bus in the rains, ah!!
Ram Ram !!
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