Sunday, January 13, 2013

Bhogi

So here it begins: Facebook Withdrawal.

I'm not saying Facebook was my life.  By no means did I spend a large amount of time on Facebook...liking posts, watching videos, or being mesmerized by changing relationship statuses (However, I am still fascinated with anyone who uses "It is complicated" seriously).  Facebook is fun because it's about people...and not just any people.  People you've known at different stages of your life updating you about what's important to them.  For all that people complain about Facebook, there actually is something beautiful about it.  Facebook is the window into the autobiographies of our friends' lives.  And I've decided to cut it out of my life. Cold Turkey.

Yes. I am being dramatic.  Woe is I, the guy who now has to turn to gchat messages and blogs to share my life with the rest of the world. But maybe this blog will be a good thing.  Maybe this blog can be my Nicoderm CQ patch.  Gradually weening myself off of the interwebs so I can start actually living a life.  You know...one that involves walks in the woods (not running through World of Warcraft woods, trying to kill a boss) and playing board games with friends (Other than "Words with friends" or whatever you iProduct users play).

Today is Bhogi.  Bhogi is a harvest festival celebrated in South India where small fires are lit and people burn unusable crops and household items.  The concept is that by burning and destroying the "old", it allows us to create room for the "new". 

Change is like removing a bandage.  It's hard to get rid of something that is familiar and comfortable.  I felt that way when I left Pennsylvania and moved to Florida.  After living most my life within a 150-mile radius of Beaver Stadium, moving to Florida was a challenge.  It meant opening myself up to an uncertain future.  

Bhogi happens once a year, right before the harvest festival of Pongal.  However, we all go through our own "Bhogis" at key changing points in our lives.


Sometimes in life, the only way one can move forward is by ripping off the bandage and savoring the pain. Or burning those rags in the corner that have become a useless but comforting symbol of home.  Or getting rid of Facebook.  Or making important decisions on how you should live life from today forth.

Finally...turning a back on the past and welcoming the prospects of an unknown future.   Will today also be your "Bhogi"?


3 comments:

  1. ello ari, just wanted to say that you are superdeedooperhooper. this is the song i sang to you today:

    https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=blx7u7PVbZI

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  2. Funny you should mention that. The last few weeks have been full of upheaval for me. Maybe it's just normal twenty-something stuff, but we're kind of at a weird place as a generation - things are materially pretty comfortable for most of the people we will ever know, certainly by the standards of 99% of human history, and we (by this I mean college-educated Americans, not a human universal) have opportunities like crazy, but at the same time it seems like things are about to shift dramatically again, not necessarily in a Giant War, early-20th-Century sort of way, but definitely something big that could really affect most of the globe. In the middle of all of that, we're trying to figure out who we are and what our lives "mean," if that is even a thing possible to discover.

    In my personal life I'm facing a new assignment for work, and trying to figure out where I ought to go in terms of work, school, or staying on in my current job. At the same time I'm confronting a very deep sense of nostalgia and trying not to get lost in the past. So I guess what I want to say is, thanks for the post, and I think I get what you're talking about and maybe what you're going through.

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  3. Hari Hari Hari, banana-fana fo-fari...

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