Braindead

Dasain.

Right now, it spells surfeit, glut, excess, braindead, toomuch, kites, beer, marriage, late nights, upset stomach, overflowing refrigerators, chiura and chhwela, mutton, sagun eggs and dried fish, curds, cloying burfis and rasbaris, red tikas, tv, holy fires, conch shells, goddess Durga, excessive dasain offers, 'happy dasain' SMSes, strange people in streets, empty streets.

Too many orders from mom, forced early gettupings and cold shower, nothing good on tv, too many people in your abode, contacting siblings, friends not available, hanging out with relatives, trips to your original homes, hangouts in terraces, crisp vermilion-stained rupee notes, scorching sun and skinburns, chilly mornings and warm blankets, cross-legged stances and aching spines, strange body pains.

unsuspecting goats, buffaloes, their siblings, chicken, duck, decimation of their entire lineages...

And nothing else in your mind except for booze, feast, merriment, and 'good times'. It's almost you can make the name 'Dasain' to describe a dazed mind... "I've got a bad case of dasain..."; "Doooode! You look soo dasain today".