Today is the last day of my five day fasting period. It’s called Jaya Parvati Vrat.
A wife does it for the betterment of their husband and children.
Me for my husband as everyone says but in reality I did because I was supposed to do. It’s the tradition which I happily follow.
Does it really make my husband’s life better? This is a question I have no answer to.
If I put my brains into work, I don’t think it does. If fasts could improve ones life no one in the world would be sad. But this tradition has been going on in the gujju families since ages and I respect it.
Sometimes to some beliefs we have to put aside our logics and practicality and bow down to the cultural spirits of our ancestors. At least I believe so.
Coming to the fast, For five days I had to say no to salt and eat one time a day.
Now don’t start imagining a lady dying of hunger in the name of fast.
We gujjus have a very interesting way to fast. We eat 3 times a day, one time cereal which is the only meal Considered and otger two times , potato chips, sabudana, lassi and the list doesn’t stop. We in fact have a gourmet party when it comes to fasting.
So five days were gone in a jiffy.
The hardest part however is the jagran at the fifth day. I have to stay awake the whole night.
It was real fun when I was in college but now I feel my lids heavy even while I write this.
So I and my husband ( since its the vrat for him, he has to contribute in someway right?) are going out for late night movie show with friends, a long drive to follow up and party all night. ( I am supposed to remember God but Gods everywhere right? Even at a theatre!)
Hope I can pull a night over and enjoy and not get mad at hubby who is the sole reason behind all this;)
Day 24 of ultimate blog challenge.
By- Sweety Pateliya