Saturn Retro 2013, 28- Exchange Programmes

Day 28- Annual Saturn Retrograde, 2013, 17th Mar, Sunday
As we conclude the fourth week of Annual saturn retro on this 28th day, 17th march, Sunday, I see Sun ruled people around me slowly emerge into the forefront/ centre/ stormfront. In my private astro facebook group, a friend was narrating his trip to Cambridge. Basking in the historical Sun. In the legacy of great minds, creators of modern civilisation. In the cradle of Greatness. the centre of the earth, as far I was considered. how spectacularly, solar! And Saturn ruled dudes like myself relapse into the background/ backwaters/ backyard. Am actually falling behind, schedule, time, here. Todays Day 28th, and my arcticle/ post 27. I'm Behind by one day. Relapsing into the scheduled backwaters, scheduled regression of Saturn retrograde.

Yesterday I had gone for a official meeting for an office renovation. Though I have completely changed over to Vaastu now fulltime, but fate/ destiny still finds me in circumstances where I get the gravitational pullbacks, from my former catastrophic career of architecture/ interiors. Especially during high gravitas of saturn retro. NOW, I never get involved in any project without at least 25% vastu considerations. SO, i complied by visiting, and trying to push my Vastu services, instead. But, alas, they already had some family known, traditional, Jupiteran, bearded guy for a zillion years. And, just wanted some interior advice for their renovation. Relenting not to the similar tempation of years 2008, 2009, 2010, namely biting more than one can chew, I completely palm off their "deal" to my other fellow colleagues and set off.

Dropped in at my family friends place who were soon to shift from their current residence. After a cup of tea, and hearing to long, detailed, narrations of awry happenings, odd feelings, odd sounds in their place, I had a look around at their place. The next building adjacent to their wall was a completely dilaptated, abandoned ruin. Odd, lookin' the high value of the estate value of their prime South Delhi location. And the feeling I had was not imcomparable to the Usher house from my ever favourite, endlessly quoted story "The Fall Of The House Of Usher" of my beloved Edgar Allan Poe. Moving to their back terrace, i saw a vast tree, reach out leavy, thorny, wild braches, like  tentacular, organism with many hands raechin' out and "embracing" the ruined house. Not ulnike some old/ dead lovers in forver embrace. My dear family friends, the spaced out career girls, had obviously, not inkling of the same, except the occasional desire to sleep all day through. For days and endless days.  I prayed, meditated to the saturnine "atmosphere", (for the lack of a better sounding politically correct word, ;) ) to instead "take residence"/"temporary accomodation" in me, especially, in these Saturn Retro times. So that the Solar kids would thrive now, minus the gloomy "atmosphere". And the "gloomy atmosphere" would also thrive better without these  zesty, partying, rocking Solar kids. Much better would be instead, my gloomy, saturnine lethargic mood. Especially in these rising saturn retro times. And Lo! just a humble prayer harbouring on the edge of neurosis, I felt considerably heavier, and the Kids, obviously lighter and brighter.

I returned with a copy of Milton's "Paradise Lost". Had a bath, refreshed, all set to go for Delhi Jazz fest. But somehow, all the plans, bungled up, and I remained, staying at home. Went for a walk and quiet dinner out with wife. Landed, in a neighborhood restaurant. Cosy, nondescript, yet with fresh, tasty, simple, food. Chillin out in the Warm, cosy, serpentine, shade/ succour of the backwaters. In contrast to the 'happening' forefronts. Especially, specifically for one so Saturnine as myself. In these saturn retro times..

Saturn Retro 2013: 10- Homage to Masjid Moth Dargah

22nd Feb, Friday, Day 5, Annual Saturn Retro, 2013. I was just check Google analytics. Last few days, visits to each post of this blog has really bloomed. Much more than any previous posts of mine. Seems like I'm doing Something right by this LIVE update of Annual Saturn Retro, 2013. A period when Sun ruled people will blossom, bloom and Saturn ruled, like myself would regress, hibernate, go backwards.

Yesterday my friend Aftab had come over and we had gone to nearby Dargah located in the middle of Syed Jalalludin Chisti to pray. I always cross the Dargah to go to the weekly Tuesday ' Mangalbar Bazaar' across the BRT, at Shekh Sarai. While returning, hauling a bag full of weekly vegetables and munching on some boiled channa, I always take a moment to bow and give a mark of respect towards the Dargah. Sometimes, rarely, I drop in and offer my prayers. While we're hastily shifting to Vasant Kunj last year, I prayed to the Dargah. I said "After a long stay of  SEVEN years, we're being hastily deported out of 'Masjid' Moth' area because of circumstances. Out of your protective terrain. I could never pay proper tribute to you. Alas". Such were my exact words

Six months later AFTER having shifted to Vasant Kunj, through a strange, serpentine turn of events we had to RETURN to our EXACT same place at GK II. And I had to return to my EXACT same Tuesday routine of  procuring vegetables from the Mangalbar market. And exact same routine of  hauling a bagful of groceries from Mangal Bazaar. And while returning homewards, my customary nod, and bow of Tribute, as I crossed the Dargah.  So when my friend Aftab came, a devout follower of Islamic faith, I thought it befitting to visit the Dargah with him. And for the first time in SEVEN years, I offered incense sticks, flowers, offerings to the Dargah. I buried my head UNDER the shroud covering the Kabar and whispered my strange prayers. I always walk past it, EVERY WEEK  for the Last SEVEN YEARS and It's NOW, in the company of Aftab that I manage to cross the 20 feet of DISTANCE/ separation and Cross Over to the INSIDE of the Dargah. And where I could offer the proper prayers.It's in the stillness, pause of breath of Saturn Retrograde, that I managed to do this. In Deconstruction there is a postulate that states: familiar things by being familiar by nature are never examined, and hence never well known.". The perfect case for one's neighbours in the urban megapolis, whom we see everyday, but by virtue of familiarity, ignore or cross over. I am THANKFUL for the slowdown of my usual breathless urban bustle during this Saturn Retro period. And grant me the pace/ space to PAUSE and to pay PENDING tribute and heritage to the ever familair YET overtly important things in my immediate environment. Thanks to slow pace of Sturn Retrograde I could find time to pay homage to Masjid Moth, Syed Jalaluddin Chisti Awliyah Dragah. Jai Shanidev.