Post 06: Maa Kali.. the Quantum

On a (contuning) lonely impulse of delight, I continue this erratic Ketu series of posts, in this Ketu Currents blog..

Why? Because in between the crazy roller coaster of daily life, the planetary transits, the journalling, instagram, life, clients, what's app, etc , there's NO pause, there's no Repose, no tall observation tower, from which, you can sit away and observe your ongoing life...

These series of posts are like a Machaan, high up in an jungle, a observation post, up in the tree, where you can sit up and make observations/ notes about the jungle of life, that you're already thick and thin.. in...

LIKE the WATCHER/ monitor up in their satellites (Marvel comics). Or like any regular weather satellites 🛰️🛰️ observing all weather phenomenon below. Or even like a weather airplane..

About concrete UTILITY of such a series of posts I cannot predetermine any. In the style of Ketu, they're completely erratic, random, and affected upon me by the sublime..

A Lonely impulse of delight
brought me to the tumult
In these clouds..
( An Irish Airman Foresees His Death- W.B. Yeats)

Maa Kali.. the Quantum

The photograph above is around 2:30 am at annual Maa Kali Puja, C Block, C.R. Park, South Delhi. Even though I was in the marsh of a resilient viral fever, relentless infection, cough, horrible congestion, Maa Kali made sure I stood entire night upto 3am involved in her prayers.

Next day I also accompanied everyone for the Visarjan ( Farewell/ Idol immersion), to an industrial area, backwater pond at Faridabad. Once the rituals were completed I was allowed to be sick again, ill again. Returning to my prarabdh karma, as per karmic schedules...

Yes, Maa Kali can pause time, so you can do the needful urgent thing. And once it's completed, return back to your ongoing syllabus of Karmic schedule..

Post 05: The Frenzy and the Ecstasy

Insta Reel on Noida Expo Haat

In the above link ☝🏼☝🏼 I have posted a Reel on Insta about the journey of a design process, the burning of the midnight oil, the blood sweat and tears behind the creative process..

But in this post, I shall try to express KETU (UNDER)CURRENT ..

Namely.. In KETU TEXT describe the KETU ENERGY of events and CIRCUMSTANCES usually underlying any or most KETU creation processes...

I reached the far off venue at about 3pm, only to learn that Shwetas car had been UNCEREMONIOUSLY towed away by some UNKNOWN sector of the organizers whilst she came to install some rugs at her exhibition. And they spent hours frantically hunting for her car, WHILST ATTENDING the first day visitors.. but to NO AVAIL.. the car was STILL MISSING ..!!?!!

And, even BEFORE I could ENTER and see the finished, glittering exhibit, I had to IMMEDIATELY RETURN BACK the same two hour Journey I had travelled.. but NOW BACKWARDS from greater Noida to Delhi, as Shweta had to attend a award felicitation ceremony in yet ANOTHER Architectural exhibition at Pragati Maidan.
While I waited for her ceremony I had some wine at a steel pipe stall and in a KETU State.. DAZED, HEADLESS , STUPOR.. clicked this below pic and uploaded it all over my social media..👇🏼👇🏼👇🏼

SUDDENLY I also met a long lost Architectural junior, fellow JJite, hostelite Ankit Revo, who's been around 12 years in Delhi and this is the THIRD TIME we're meeting.. some blood chilling correlation with my previous post, about old pals NOT staying in touch and SUDDENLY VANISHING..

Later after Shwetas award ceremony, we travelled for the THIRD TIME IN A SINGLE DAY, now from Delhi to Greater Noida !!!!?!
We reached the vast Expo, all empty.. all stalls shut everyone Gone Baby Gone.. us roaming around like headless zombies..in our uncomfortable formal glitters.. TRYING To locate her LOST, TOWED AWAY BY UNKNOWNS, MISSING CAR !!!

After a lot of phone calls, a previous stranger, but now an angel of help.. managed to locate her car.. FAR AND AWAY, OUTSIDE THE PREMISES, IN A SHADY jungle AREA, NEXT TO A MARSH..!!
In NCR where cars are plucked away from guarded, CCTV laden colonies,.. the singular lonely car in the shady, distance.. STOOD UN-PLUCKED, NOT STOLEN..

We heaved a sigh of ecstatic Relief ..and headed back.. me for the FOURTH TIME.. THE DISTANCE JOURNEY FROM GREATER NOIDA, BACK TO DELHI.. 🔥🔥🔥 .. for tomorrow early morning we had to RETURN again to the exhibition.. and FINALLY begin to meet and attend to the visitors, the audience..

Ketu Tails/ Explanations
This post above had the perfect upheaval and frenzy, of the KETU experience....the churning, erratic, the sublime.. the agony and Ecstacy of the KETU experience...

The jarring Discontinuity, haphazard rhizomatic mess, the fluctuation of the KETU trip..

BUT ONE that ULTIMATELY ended well, with grace.. the KETU TAIL..

THIS NARRATIVE problem had always Vexed me BEFORE.. too MUCH theory, SERPENTINE complicated LAYERED..

..but NEVER the discontinuity, the breathless, frenzy, the churning, erratic, sublime.. Agony and Ecstacy..of the KETU TAIL..

..the electricity of the Ketu Current...
🔥🔥🔥💖💖🔥🔥🔥✨✨✨

Post 04: Wave of Upheavals

Lost two childhood friends back to back in the span of a single week. After Covid this wave of sudden unexpected deaths seems to have become the norm. Unforeseen ruptures. Unexpected turmoil and upheaval. Since the Great Conjunction in 2020, namely, Jupiter, Pluto, Saturn in Capricorn, things have never been the same. The Great Conjunction is a global reset button that happens once in every 100 years.
Before 2020, life was going on as usual, more or less. But after the Covid waves.. everything changed. We lost many. Uncountable. Unpredictable. Every day. Every week.
Here, I'm not yet fully recovered from yesterday's cremation of friend Monjit Sharma, at Lodhi Road crematorium, Delhi, and there, already a cousin of mine has been shifted to Critical Care Unit, in a hospital in my hometown Guwahati.
A vast, continuous, unpredictable wave of upheavals since 2020.

Maybe they could have reached out to me more.. Maybe I could have reached out to them more..

Healing/ Astro advice:

Connect with friends. Connect with people. Not just to share your smiles. But ALSO to Share your grief, tears, and sorrows.

Run away not from sadness..

Share it, deal with it, heal with it...