Durga puja

Last night was Durga puja. I hadn't been to a puja in maybe six months. I forgot how beautiful they are, all the flowers and candle flames. I came home reeking of incense--my hair still smells of it. Afterward there was flower offering and I went up with two friends. Swami was chanting in Sanskrit and then translations. I think I sang well. We sounded like crap on the first song but sounded better on the others. Boy did a lot of people show up. It was like a fashion show--all the sparkly saris.

I wanted to say that Durga can mean "the inaccessible."