Some things to think about....

 

The Shyness that Lasts Only a Short Time

Earlier published on September 18, 2020, here it is again, but with new pictures. I promised to put new pictures here. These were taken almost the same day. As you can see, he is happily riding is bike. The momen he sees me, he hides his face. May because he is self conscious, may be because I stare at children....because I find them fascinating.... :)

There is also some new information about his sister, later in the post. 

Calmly riding his bike, unti he sees me. 

So this child lives in the neighbourhood.  He has now grown up.  These are from 2016-17.  But is so shy that every time he sees me, he looks away, hides his face.  Of course, not any more.  But for about 1-2 years, every time I stopped to stare at this face, even when his mother was at his side, this is how he would behave. Curl up, look away....put his head down.  And I just had to capture that...how we loose that self-consciousness. How we become bold, and less vulnerable.  And how it happens within a month.  So, for me capturing these is very important.

I have a few more of his pics that I will locate and share.   (The two top ones have been added). 

Here is his sister.  She is now a tween.  Boy! When I saw her yesterday I was surprised ....Shoulder length strange hair --and a top that was tied at the waist to look like a crop-top, with skin hugging pants. She is ready to grow up! How fast these kids grow. 

I try to capture their young moments. Its been important to me to notice children.  It used to be such a thing for people who spent their entire lives in one neighbourhood.  Sometimes neighbours knew each other better than relatives. There was a sense of  peace and security about that. I try to bring that to the places I live in.  These pics are ---from that older side of me....where II notice children around me like a matriarch does!!

March, 2022

Let me add an anecdote here. This happened the time I wrote this blogpost first. Its about the young girl. I tried to speak to her in Swedish. She responded in english. Knowing that Swedish was not really my first language. She was very comfortable in the language.  I said, 'Your english is very good.'

"Thanks, yours too!" she said.

Hmmmmm......

Celebrating a Decade: Semla Samay (Semla Time)

Last published for the 4th time on February 26, 2020. Here it is again, since we just passed Fat Tuesday. Semla is my all time favourite Swedish dessert.  I still have not learnt how to make it... but soon, soon...

So last published on October 4, 2019, to celebrate the popular posts of the last decade ---it is being published again for yesterday was Mardigras, fat tuesday or as we say in Sweden Fettisdag---I have another one on the theme but will come later.  For enjoy this long old post and may it be spring, no matter which hemisphere you are in...
Or wait, that is not nice, for we should have all the seasons...let it be spring in your heart, now, forever--eternally...


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Last published on March 6, 2018, this was actually the third most popular blogposts.  But I have lost track of order and so will just be posting these under the title--celebrating a decade.  Semla remains one of the most delicate Swedish sweets I have ever tried.  It truly represents the lightness of spring, sweetness of flowers and happy chirping of birds.  You look at it and take a deep breath in--and say, 'Semla!!!'

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It seems its the season for republishing!!  Cannot believe how long ago this was---first post on Semla.  Something so simple but so sweet!!  I fell in love with it, the very first time. Till today, it remains a favourite.  The season is gone, since fat tuesday (fettisdag) was a while ago....but am hoping that there will be one last serving of it around easter time.  Much that I love Sweden's restrictive ways of limiting sweets to certain celebrations, Semla is one sweet, that is welcome ANYTIME!! 

First published on April 29, 2011:  Here is for my dear loyal readers!!  Find a recipe online and try it at home, and share your reactions---om du vill---if  you want!!

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Semla is a classic Swedish (Scandinavian) dessert. Semla

Served (and eaten) on Fettisdag (Feb (fat) tisdag (tuesday) Semla or bulle is the famous spring time desert of Sweden! At Vete Katan tea is served formally--with individual lidless kettles, with a tea strainer holder and ofcourse a proper porcelain cup and sauce, complete with a serviette. 

Wheat Cat (Vete Katten). A cosy but fancy restaurant in Stockholm.

My friend P, is from Brazil, so is fluent in Portugese.  But she also speaks, English, and Swedish, with the same fluency as her mother tongue.  Currently she is learning Spanish.  She says she is also very interested in learning Arabic.  She brought me to this restaurant.

Semla has a filling of almonds folded in whipped cream.  Here the top portion of the bun has been removed to show the cream.  The bun itself is slightly sweet.  Together with light weight bun and Mandel (almonds) in whipped cream, the taste is simply ‘smakar himlen’ (tastes like Heaven).

In the 'olden' days, meaning say 30 years ago, Semla was sold & served only on MardiGras/Fettisdag.  So, people waited for a whole year to eat the desert.  We visited Vete Katten in January, but they had were already serving Semla.  So, in our present day modern world, where we prefer ‘on-demand gratification’ Semla is served for a few weeks between Christmas and Easter.  Nearly three months.  

It is that time of the year when all over then Northern Hemisphere there are special traditions to mark the change in time, acknowledge the lengthening of days, the relenting of winter, notice the defrosting lakes, heed the call of new saplings, listen to the roar of breaking of the ice that had lay sleeping over the last 5 months.

Today, March, 2011, Tuesday (Fat Tuesday) is also the Semla Day

A note: as I sit down to complete this, it is already first week of April. So, dates become ultra important in giving a frame of reference. This may be late, but believe me this post has a point….:))

Mardigras, is usually associated with festivities, especially the carnival in Brazil. A huge party before 40 days of lent.

Lent, as Catholics know, is the forty days before Easter.  According to wikipedia, "The traditional purpose of Lent is the preparation of the believer --through  prayer, repentance, almsgiving and self-denial — for the annual commemoration during Holy Week of the Death and Resurrection of Jesus, which recalls the events linked to the Passion of Christ and culminates in Easter, the celebration of the Resurrection of Jesus Christ.

I learnt about Lent when I lived in Botswana.  A close friend would observe Lent.  I loved the idea.  Although growing up in India, in a family that followed Hindu customs, I knew much about fasting.  But when I heard things like, “I am giving up coca cola or Chocolate  for Lent.  I am giving up swearing for Lent” I found it fascinating that fasting could be used to kick addiction or things similar. I guess in India fasting is such a usual part of our everyday life that we never think of doing it for forty straight days.  Well, we do, but it is not that standardized.  (Nothing in Hinduism is standardized.  There is nothing that everyone must do.  May be that is why there so many ‘ways’ of doing the same thing.  Simply to acknowledge the diversity in our world).  Although there is something called the “chaliya” (meaning ‘the forty”).  Chailya usually applies to doing something for forty days straight, e.g. Walking bare-feet to a specific temple, reciting a 3 page prayer once everyday for forty days, etc.

However, fasting in Hindusim is a life-long, on-going, never stopping phenonmenon.  Practically everyone born in a hindu family does it at some point, to a certain degree.  Yes, there are degrees of fasting.  No grains for a day, a fast without water, a fast with only fruits, and sugar, no salt fasting, and the list goes on.  It is common for people to fast once a week--which amounts to 52 days a year, for several years or their entire adult life.  Also, we have several one-day-once-a-year fasts--which can easily add extra ten to twenty days of fasting. During these days, one usually abstains from meat (flesh foods is better way of putting it.  Fish and chicken are included when Indians talk of ‘meat’), onions and garlic, eggs, and many other things.).  

So those observing Lent abstain from ‘something’ for forty days.  After I moved to the US, I would know Lent by Ash Wednesday.  Ash Wednesday is the day after Fettisdag or Mardi Gras.  Essentially the day Lent begins.  Catholic students would come with a cross on their forehead, “ashes to ashes, dust to dust”, a reminder that we were all going to return to the dust we came from.  The cross made of ash on the forehead of each believer (or those who attend the church on Ash Wednesday) serves as a reminder of a period that is associated with mourning and self-appraisal. Basically examining what Jesus did for us, and then asking ourselves where we are on that ‘scale’ of sacrifice. 

In many ways then, it is a death within, to resurrect to a new self.  

Here, I cannot help but think of something I learnt in Fiji.  That Chautal, song-singing festival that starts on Basant Panchami, the first day of Spring in North India, ends forty days later on Holi--a spring festival celebrated in North India.  Holi is celebrated everywhere North Indians went----from Suriname to Fiji to Guyana to South Africa to Kenya…..

The festival is celebrated by throwing color and flower petals on each other and ofcourse followed by a huge feast. 

A day before Holi, there are bon fires all over the country.  Although a few stories are associated with it.  The main reason is to ‘burn’ and forget the old, and begin with the new.  I knew all the stories associated with Holi and loved the festival, but no one had ever told me about the forty days between Basant Panchami and Holi.  A friend in Fiji just stated it matter-of-factly. 

That made me confirm, what I have always believed-that there are similarities in religions and philosophies, that were always a response not to some divine command, but basic human consciousness, or maybe some sort of an organic order --which knows no boundaries, nations, religions, philosophies or languages.  Like blood, though its constitution (different blood types) may differ, or it performs the same function.  Nourishment!!

Forty days!!  What is the significance of forty days?  I had heard somewhere that 40 days is a month and half, - the time needed to break an old habit or establish a new one.  I believe that these time periods, that may be applied to our subconscious, were very important in establishing the festivals that, combined with seasonal changes would bring us stories that would be passed down the generations.  And these stories, with a little variation, will be told around the world.  

For example, Holi falls in the same time period as Easter.  What time period? Spring!! Seasonal change. Which, we all know, affects the state of our mind.  

And as if these similarities are not uncanny enough, here are some more.  

Passover a Jewish holiday is also a spring festival, celebrating the freedom of Jews.  ‘Freedom’, resurrection, newness, new life.

Noruz --meaning New day is a Persian festival that is celebrated on March 20, the day of spring equinox, when day and night are the same length.  How do they celebrate it?  With bonfires, dancing around bonfires and coloring boiled eggs.  Wait, isn’t that Easter?  Or Holi?

March 20, in Sweden is called Vårdagjämningen--(Var-Spring, Dag, day, jamningen-Equinox--Spring Equinox).  March 25th is called Varfrudagen  or the Spring Lady day.  Vafrudagen sounds very much like "Våffeldagen" meaning‘Waffle Day’.  The holiday coincides with the Feast of Annunciation, the day when Archangel Gabriel announced to Mother Mary that she will give birth to Jesus, despite being a virgin.  Notice, March 25, is exactly 9 months before December 25.  Very carefully chosen, the day also symbolizes conception, newness, a new idea, new birth, and hope.  On Vaffeldagen, the Waffle day, last year my landlord Erik had made waffles for us (me and my french flat mate A) at midnight. “Since you will not be here C,” he had said, “I am going to cook for you today”  I had a research retreat to attend on 25 and 26th. 

I thought it was a wonderful tradition.  Later I would find out that Sweden has another ‘heathen holiday” (that is the term I have heard my colleagues use a lot--but as a matter of fact and without any judgement).  That day like Holi, and Noruz, there are bon fires and with people dancing around it…..all over the country to ‘ring in the spring’.  April 30 Walpurgis Nacht (Walpurgis Night), a festival associated with bonfires, and dancing. (Many other European countries observe the day and celebrate it with bonfires, dancing and singing.  According to legends, bonfires are to turn away witches and evil spirits). 

Hmm, forty days, bon fires, abstaining from things that have control over us, dancing, colors, coloring eggs, bunnies, chickens, new life, green and feathers…...see some similarity?  

We are all celebrating nature freeing itself from the clutches of winter, recognizing that in death lies the seed of birth and rebirth.  We may call it by different names, we may call them religious or heathen, Pagan or Christian or Jewish or Hindu or Muslim, but deep down we are all looking for reasons to get together and recognize that inherent need for ‘newness, new life and most of all hope.”  

Is it a surprise then that March 17, is St. Patrick’s day?  And it is celebrated by drinking green beer and wearing green for good luck?

April 13 is Baisakhi in north India.  A harvest festival and people wear yellow and there are melas (fairs) all over north India.  

Water Festival Celebrations in   Thailand (Image Courtesy)

In Northern Thailand (Chiang Mai) April 13-15, is the time for Songkran (Sanskrit: Sankranti), the water-festival. (Sankranti, in India is celebrated on January 14th symbolizing the beginning of end of winter). 

Hmm, Just a coincidence? 

Newness brings hope!!

It cleans the windows of the mind, and prepares us to see things are they are.  Fasting was necessary before initiation for many shamanic religions. It was supposed to bring ‘clarity of mind‘ that was necessary before ‘transcending the limits of the body.’I am sure I am sure there are others that I do not remember and/know.  I am sure that before the world was taken over by the idea that one religion or thought process should rule the world there were different festivals in southern hemisphere where seasons came in inverse order to that in the northern hemisphere. Christmas and Easter in Botswana and Fiji made little sense.  

For years I held this anger over the fact that often times people are asked to or taught to believe, especially in the religions of conversion that their form of faith is the only way to the divine.  I could not believe that young people with rational thoughts could agree with it.  But having lived in so many countries, I have seen it happen all the time.  Why would we hail democracy as an appropriate form of governing system (the best among all others tried so far), but not question the limiting ways we are told to think of the divine (if such a thing exists), are taught with fear, ‘if you do not believe this….then….” or “until you believe this….”  

Thankfully,many keep the debate alive, so there is still room for some hope.  The saddest part is that I have heard these forms of beliefs from both the very young and the very educated--both of these groups are known to be rational and unbiased.  If youth and education does not free us from limitations of rigidity, then what else…

But after  years of frustration----

Today, I simply let it all go.  (or am walking towards that path).  

Try to work on Gandhian idea of “khud jiyo auron ko bhi jeene do” (Live and let live).  I will talk about this in detail else where.  (still not always successful).  

I have little time or energy to go into the details of my own re-conversion to Asian philosophies. I celebrate all the spring and winter festivals I can, regardless of what geographical region or religion they belong to.  People must come to terms with their own ‘birth’ in their own sweet time.  I am grateful that my thought process and the way I was raised encourages me to accept that the ‘truth is one, and the wise call it by different names.” (Rig Veda).

For me though, Semla Samay (time) is to see life and celebrations like Semla itself….sweet like the sweet Semla bun, light and fluffy like the whipped cream, but most importantly sugary--the sweetness that has been blended into everything, almonds that are crushed and whipped in the cream, you feel them, you relish them, a little nutty, a little sweet, and no right way to eat it….you can lick the cream or chew the bun first, or eat it like cake, ---no right way to eat it---like life itself. 

As Emerson  said, Don't be too timid and squeamish about your actions. All life is an experiment.” 

Let Semla Samay be your own personal renewal time, (at least for those in the northern hemisphere.) Every Easter Noruz, Passover, Holi, --Feb to April, ---go through a self-appraisal process and ask yourself….if it feels like spring in your heart…..because it should!!

Friends and Celebrations: Dancing around the bon fire on Noruz. Karlstad, Sweden, 2011

Fire that burns the old and brings he newness of spring. 

A close-up of happy dancers.  

Two boys play with the last of snow around the bon fire: Noruz celebrations by the Kurdish community of Karlstad. 2011. 

And we have a cute little Kurdish spiderman who joined us for celebrations.  He left two of his front teeth behind.  But superheroes don't need teeth...and they are not afraid of grinning even when they are missing their teeth.... Or may be, brazenness is in the air...It is spring and we are all new, free of fear, free of labels, we begin again....Happy Spring to all of you....