Happy Rakhi!
There is an upcoming Indian holiday called Raksha Bandhan. On this day, sisters take brightly colored or beaded laces or bracelets and tie one onto their brother(s) wrist(s) in a show of respect. The brother who receives a rakhi, as they are called, is compelled by this reminder to protect and care for his sister and offers a token gift in return. The purpose of this holiday is to strengthen the bond between siblings of the opposite sex. This year Raksha Bandhan falls on August 19th.
I have two brothers by birth and two by marriage. All four are wonderful men whom I am proud to call family. I will be offering rakhi to them this year as a token of my esteem (provided I can find the rakhi. Cleveland isn't the most international place!) And, in fact, I would like to offer rakhi to all of my male readers (I'm not afraid of sending them overseas, either). Send me an address via email and I will send one out to any and all of my blog "brothers." I adopt you all!
Labels: brother, holiday, journal, raksha bandhan
14 Comments:
That's sweet, [k]. Wait... is this just a trick to get us to send you a Turanya Two Tone Sari?
I had to think about it for a day...my family is...well...interesting, is how I would phrase it.
But I have an adopted sister, and I've never been adopted before...so count me in.
Can I have a photo instead of a bracelet?
Oooh, same here. For the photo. Not sure how my wife would feel about a woman I met on the Internet sending me flowery armwear.
You'll be happy to know that the rakhi I bought are not flowery. They are manly... if such a thing is possible. At any rate, suit yourselves. I will email you a picture of a rakhi that was bought in your honor. Will that make you happy?
Now that I'm keyboarding under the influence of sobriety, I see the error of my ways. I will happily wear my rakhi. You, however, will be receiving a photograph.
Hey, I'm not supposed to be anonymous, I'm supposed to be normzone! Cry foul!
You're in Cleveland? (Sorry, I catch on slow sometimes.)
Hell, just drive up here to Michigan and deliver it!
And happy birthday, adopted sister. (It's a good thing you've come along; my biological sister is currently disowning me.)
Aw, you've already bought them? I can't let a good rakhi go to waste. Send me an e-mail if you don't still have my address.
I have worldgineer's addie. How about the other two of you? I'm glad you changed your mind, norm! : )
I know how it feels, Jinx. Doesn't help that you're partly to blame for the split, does it? I hate culpability. Chances are the two of you just need some time apart from each other. I have learned that some personalities need to breath away from each other for periods of time to function optimally. It's not cuz they're bad people, but just becaue they are too intense together. It is perfectly fine. Nice thing about family you can't really ever get rid of them.
I would agree with that if it wasn't for the fact that my siblings have a history of "discarding" people. Someone pisses you off? Just toss them to the side! I wouldn't be surprised if we do "get rid" of each other.
It doesn't help that we are half-siblings, and that the parent we share only has a few weeks of life left.
Well, wait for the family drama of your father's illness to calm down. It probably won't be till after the funeral, sorry to say. In the meantime, you've got a wonderful little family of your own. : )
Or subjects.
Wohoo! It finally climbed it's way through the postal system. I'm an official blog brother. Thank you, [k].
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