Disclaimer: I have most eminent respect for any thing (or any subject) that can be classified as science, great admiration for any thing that can be classified (by me) as creative and utter disregard for anything that gets forcibly believed as political.
Astrologers, numerologists, palmists, tarot readers…… and so on normally have had profound effects on lives, homes, names of people and whatever you can imagine in a split second. So long we have seen people changing spelling of their names (or the names itself), changing the direction of their homes, changing colors to be worn, changing boy/girl friends(?) 🙂
Its a real pity. I have complete respect for the subject and its study. But I always fear the outcome when the study is put to use. It is as good as experimenting with making a bomb and ending up blowing the house. I have paid visits to quite a few of the experimenters (courtesy my parents and now my wife). Every time I came back with a different ‘me’ in me. They suggested me various ‘Doshas’ like they do it to every one else. Surprisingly all these ‘doshas’ were always curable by a pooja or a yagna. Anyway, for the records, I’m going to live for either 50, 67 or 72 years (I was at the prognosticators behest.) One of them says I will have a massive heart attack when I’d be 39. One said my best period would start at 21, the other said it would start at 23. I’m 27 now and still waiting. Now the predictors have gone ahead and glued my success with birth of a daughter. I couldn’t help but laugh. When the astrologer told that to me, I asked him to look at my wife’s birth chart (without telling him who she was) and tell me if she would have a daughter too. Thankfully the answer was yes. 😀
May be I should believe my mother and start thinking that I’m not lucky enough. As she says, I usually have to struggle a lot before I get some thing. May be I should rue my luck every time I lose a table tennis match, which is often by the way! Hmmm… believing in luck eh? So should that mean whatever I (rather we all) have achieved till date is due to favorable luck? Or due to favorable stars? The lines on our hand? Forehead? Here is a naughty thought. In my teens, we boys used to talk about how is going to be our first sexual experience. And how long we would take before we actually have one. The ‘how long’ was long enough, as long as it is for most of the Indian males. May be I should believe in luck… may be.
So what next? Stones? Rings? The science says there are vibrations out of the stones we were which affect us. Obviously the positive ones do a lot good. Amitabh Bachhan wears quite a few stones. Ekta Kapoor wears twice as much. Look at where they are. We should wear it too. Very right, look at how many Amitabhs and Ekta Kapoors we have. Wow! Stones do help. Ha!
Guys! Take my word. Nothing but you, your intelligence and perseverance helps. Get that right and no star in this universe can do any bad to you.
PS: I’d have had sex even at 10 if I could. Par chance nahi mila na… wahi to!