The Spicy Indian Blog

Its The Heaven On Earth, albeit leading straight to Hell. Its Vegas, Las Vegas.... ...with an unpardonably glamorous glorification of all the vices you could possibly find on our burdened planet... Though Gambling was probably the 'original sin' of Vegas, there are the other objects of desire which keep good pace with it now...Wine and Women...primarily. The dens of unrestricted vice as some may call them, or the casinos, are constructions of extravagant splendor. It is as if Kuber has himself funded the construction of 'The Strip', as the prime length on the Las Vegas Boulevard is so very affectionately called by the world. I had seen some pictures earlier, but I was entirely mesmerised by what I saw with my own eyes. Perhaps I was not the first person to react so on reaching Vegas. (am I the master of understatement or what...) The trip schedule to Vegas was the outcome of many adjustments and compromises. And it also turned out to be a test of hardiness, as my dear h

They were more of them. But only three since I became aware of, and understood my emotional self. So, I write about the three only. But I surely do not intend to be unfair to the 4 others, three of them whom I never got to know. The three I was fortunate to have the company of, for significant years of my life were Aaji, BaalMama and Vishnumama. Aaji, my paternal Grandmother, and Baalmama and Vishnumama were her brothers. What is so different about them? Why do I write about them? They were ordinary persons, like the most of us. What was extraordinary about them,however, was that they remained incorrigibly happy throughout their lives. They never read Dale Carnegie, nor Deepak Chopra. I do not think the decision to remain happy was a conscious one. It was probably a state of mind they were born with. A point well mentioned is the sibling bonding between them. It is perhaps the joyful and contented attitude which forged this. And the bond remained strong throughout their lifetimes.