As I see a traffic signal from far off showing green, it seems like the whole world is cooperating with me! But, amidst the traffic, as I near the signal, it turns red and now the whole world seems against me. I curse my luck. This happens only with me, always. Whenever success seems just a step away luck deserts me and I fail. Why does it happen always with me?
As I sat their, behind the wheels, a little annoyed, my patience getting tested for the next 1.5 min, I observe a familiar sight. Looking at that sight I realise it's Saturday. A lady, unkempt, knocking on my car window. She was holding a bundle of lemon and chilly, stitched together with thread. Only on Saturdays, she and her army of friends, appear with this unique product. A no moon day (आमावास्या) also gives them a bonus day to sell this product.
Humans are superstitious. In India, these superstitions take different and huge forms. Along with these grave implications also come their solutions. The combination of lemon and chilly is one of them.
They say, that if 'evil eye' invades us than this lemon-chilly combination keeps it away from us and shields us from ill-fate. Some also say that 'Alaxmi' the goddess of poverty is driven away by this powerful combination.
Experts prove and preach that for success we need to be disciplined, skillful, knowledgeable, well networked, persistent, patient, strong will-powered, and a lot more things. But, one bad look from someone who doesn't have even 1% of all the required qualities for success, can destroy all our lifelong efforts! How sad!
So along with the mantras for attaining success we should also have the all important thing growing in our backyard, a plant of lemon and another one of chillies!
Also, this evil eye strikes only on Saturdays or no moon day. All other days of the week the conditions are not favourable for them. Hence, we need to have a fresh set of lemons and chillies to drive those evil vibrations off, a rotten ones won't do.
As I sat contemplating on those merchants of good luck, sweating themselves off on a hot summer day, working hard for our success, driving off the goddess of poverty, I observed a little distance away sitting on the divider, beneath the signal pole, was a little child, crying her heart out for attention. With torn clothes, malnourished, sun burnt, eyes deep inside, craving for a little food.
Their own child is struck with poverty, ill-fate, but we believe that they have the solutions to our bad luck!
Either these Angels of god are too generous to distribute even their share of luck to us or our belief on lemon-chilly solution is too strong!