If the planets told me,
That I would be,
The biggest superstar,
They had ever seen,
I 'd soar like an eagle,
Sing out loud,
Jump for joy,
Cast dreams abound.
Then I would sit back,
Breathe and relax,
Because a star I know,
I would never be.
I really couldn't say if astrology is real or fake, but its undoubtedly fun when astrologers read your horoscope. At every point of your life there is something lacking and the astute astrologer predicts that in abundance for you. Once in a while I suppose they hit the nail on the head and that one success story becomes their claim to fame. I have been to an astrologer once. I believe he was considered famous. He studied our signs and told my mom that the children's horoscope was responsible for the death of my dad. I don't think he noticed the killer looks I gave him for that. Since then every time I pass his house I direct a nasty thought at him. I have not been to an astrologer since then, nor have I had the opportunity to do so.
Barring this one thing, generally astrologers have always maintained wonderful things are going to happen in my life. Oh, I forgot about the snake bite which was supposed to happen in my nineteenth year,but for some reason never happened. I don't hold it against them since only one astrologer ever mentioned that.
A couple of years ago while mom was searching for a son in law she consulted several astrologers. Close to fifteen astrologers predicted with certainty, "This girl is going to study". Not one or two, but fifteen! I rolled up my sleeves and spent that year attending coaching classes for MBA every weekend. Maybe that qualified as the final years of my education because I studied no further. (Funny how the last things I learnt in a classroom were calculating speeds of trains or length of shadows.) All during that year, I kept thinking, all fifteen couldn't be wrong. On the strength of their optimistic proclamations I bounced happily into the CAT exam hall and just as quickly deflated when my results came out. This kind of cemented my belief on astrologers - all fun but no substance.
My mom went with her friend last week to see another famous astrologer. Inevitably with no job and far away from home, I am prime astrologer material. My immediate future has been mapped out thus - The skies are clear with chance of a job, a kid and a whole lot of trouble post August.
