… happened today.
In a temple that I have come to like, sitting in front of the beautifully decked up idol of Lord Ganesha, wearing a ghagra choli, my little girl wrote her first words ever, first on a plate full of rice and then on a slate, with a piece of chalk. Not before trying to make a grab for the bananas that the priest had laid out on a plate nearby, though. 🙂
This day of her Vidyarambam, I am feeling a mixture of things. Emotional, happy and proud, mostly. Today feels like a sharp reminder of the fact that the little bub I used to cuddle and coo to has really, truly grown up. She did remind me that she is still a child, too, by making ‘Can we go home?’ faces at me every now and then, through the ceremony, and asking when she would get to eat those bananas. Thankfully, she did sit through most of the ceremony, mainly because she was too intrigued by all the paraphernalia that was laid out in front of her.
And to think that we almost missed this beautiful experience this year! I knew that yesterday was Basant Panchami, but wasn’t aware that a lot of temples conduct ceremonies to formally initiate kids into the education process, the Akshara Gyaan or Vidyarambam. The husband got super busy at work yesterday, I took the bub to a nearby park to play and we returned with a lost (gold) earring. The lost earring, one of my very favourites, almost had me in tears (on such an auspicious day, too!). We went back to the park and looked, but, came up with nothing. 😦 Then, thanks to a telephone call by a relative, we realised we had missed doing the Vidyarambam. It was already late in the afternoon, the bub was getting sleepy and cranky, I was tired, and none of the temples in our vicinity seemed to be conducting the ceremony in the evening. Next year, then, maybe, we told ourselves. We just happened to visit this temple in the evening, had a chat with the priest, who told us today would be a better date for the kiddo’s Vidyarambam, considering her nakshatra.
To be honest, we had never really considered a formal ceremony like this for Bubboo, but when I heard about it, I wanted to do it. It seemed like a beautiful rite, a sort of passage from childhood to school-time. I am glad we got the chance to do so, today.