Kili Josiyam
Kili Josiyam has always fascinated me. Although I have never believed in this, it was on my TO-DO list for a long time. I have watched them sitting on the road pavement with their caged parrot waiting patiently for a customer. There were times when I had wanted to walk straight to them and inquire if they can give their predictions based on the card the parrot would take. I was just curious to see how the parrot would know what tarot card to pick from the stacked up cards. Although I had the urge, I had never acted upon it.
Last weekend I had been to a restaurant for lunch with my parents. When we were leaving the restaurant, we found a parrot astrologer sitting in the lobby. I gathered that as part of a unique experience the hotel wanted to give its customers, they had arranged for this astrologer to be there. My mom immediately asked me if I had wanted to try kili joshiyam. Why would I say no? It was something I had always wanted to experience. I immediately agreed.
Goli soda
Remember the goli soda that we used to get many years back. I remember watching the goli moving inside and making noise while drinking. After that, the cold drinks and fruit favored drinks took over and goli soda took a back seat. Yesterday we went to buy stuff from an organic shop that true to its name sells only organic stuff (unlike other shops). At the shop, the glass bottles with the goli caught my eye. Some were colorless, the others had colored water.
I murmured into my mom's ears that they are selling goli soda. She exclaimed that I was talking non-sense and it was some kind of soft drink. Determined to prove right, I asked the shopkeeper on what it was. He confirmed that they were selling goli soda in five flavors - normal, orange, pineapple, cola, and lemon.
We finally bought an orange one. He asked us to push the goli by ourselves. Although I tried, I could not push the goli. I gave it to my mom and she immediately pushed it inside. She then told me that one of our relative had a small business - making goli soda. She would love to go and help the people in making them when she was a kid.
After many years, I finally drank that goli soda and returned home contented.
Kili Josiyam has always fascinated me. Although I have never believed in this, it was on my TO-DO list for a long time. I have watched them sitting on the road pavement with their caged parrot waiting patiently for a customer. There were times when I had wanted to walk straight to them and inquire if they can give their predictions based on the card the parrot would take. I was just curious to see how the parrot would know what tarot card to pick from the stacked up cards. Although I had the urge, I had never acted upon it.
Last weekend I had been to a restaurant for lunch with my parents. When we were leaving the restaurant, we found a parrot astrologer sitting in the lobby. I gathered that as part of a unique experience the hotel wanted to give its customers, they had arranged for this astrologer to be there. My mom immediately asked me if I had wanted to try kili joshiyam. Why would I say no? It was something I had always wanted to experience. I immediately agreed.
The astrologer asked me to take a seat in front of him and
asked for my name. He had a wooden cage that had a parrot at one end and a big
mouse at the other end. He inquired if I wanted to get a parrot or a mouse astrology.
On hearing my preference, he stacked up the tarot cards vertically. After that,
he lifted the door of the parrot, calling it by his name. The parrot stepped
out. He nudged it to pick up a tarot card for me.
I observed the parrot and the astrologer. I looked at his
hands and fingers to check if he was giving it some kind of gesture to pick the
card he wanted. To my disappointment, he did not make any hand gestures. He
only kept talking to the parrot, urging it to pick a good card. After pulling down
four to five cards down, the parrot finally selected one and gave it to him.
When that was done, he appreciated the parrot, took some grains and fed it. He
then proceeded to push it a little in the direction of the cage and closed it.
He then opened the tarrot card. I had gotten one with the
Ashta Lakshmi goddess picture. He then explained what the card meant and how my
future would look like. We then thanked him and paid him some money. At home, I
pondered if the parrot picked up some random card or if he had made some kind
of gesture that I had failed to observe. My parents then told me that he might
have trained the parrot to stop at a particular card if he utters a particular
word. I realized that it could be true. That man kept talking to the parrot
continuously. Anyways, it was fun and I enjoyed the experience.
Remember the goli soda that we used to get many years back. I remember watching the goli moving inside and making noise while drinking. After that, the cold drinks and fruit favored drinks took over and goli soda took a back seat. Yesterday we went to buy stuff from an organic shop that true to its name sells only organic stuff (unlike other shops). At the shop, the glass bottles with the goli caught my eye. Some were colorless, the others had colored water.
I murmured into my mom's ears that they are selling goli soda. She exclaimed that I was talking non-sense and it was some kind of soft drink. Determined to prove right, I asked the shopkeeper on what it was. He confirmed that they were selling goli soda in five flavors - normal, orange, pineapple, cola, and lemon.
We finally bought an orange one. He asked us to push the goli by ourselves. Although I tried, I could not push the goli. I gave it to my mom and she immediately pushed it inside. She then told me that one of our relative had a small business - making goli soda. She would love to go and help the people in making them when she was a kid.
After many years, I finally drank that goli soda and returned home contented.