Ganesh Visarjan – Polluted end or a fresh start?
Kapoor is introduced into the flame as it ignites and fill the air with its pungent odor. Mr. Sharma is sweating profusely with his eyes radiating the war of emotions going inside him. “Ganpati Bappa’s presence feel like grandpa to me. The last 10 days have been so good being with him. But he will be gone now. I can’t even imagine how this place will be without him. These flowers, the table, this house will not be the same tomorrow. ” he thought.
With his hands lost in the subconscious motion of Aarti, he looks at the environment around. A small idol of Ganesh ji is placed between a number of marigold around. A hung garland of Jasood ended its length at his tummy. The price of this flower skyrocketed at this time of the year. Obviously as it is the favorite of the elephant headed as they say. Hence, Mrs. Sharma had made it with her hands today. Those hands which were now busy clapping for the last time this year before they bid bye to Bappa. Her eyes were fixed to the Lord’s contrary to the loose pallu she had taken of the saffron saree she was draped in.