Written in the stars
I always read horoscopes with great interest; Linda Goodman was my staple when I was in my teens. Almost every weekend I would flip through the tattered yellow pages of an old Love Signs by Linda Goodman. I read with curiosity as to who would be the best match for a Cancerian, giving special emphasis on how my boyfriend and I would fare.
Needless to say every prediction fell flat in the face of reality but nonetheless my strong conviction towards astrology remains unabashed. Though I do not fancy reading love signs anymore -- this is not because I am married to a man whose star sign and mine are crossed at some cosmic level according to astrologers and defying the stars, we are still married for 20 years, which says a lot about the accuracy of astrology -- but mainly because with age, priorities of life have changed.
I am keener on reading about finance, health and career and how my children's future would be. Though I must confess the forecast accuracy in these sectors remains stubbornly unpredictable like every other prophecy of my life but just for some sort of solace I continue to read my horoscope predictions and keep yearning for a miracle.
On very bad days, when I am at pit bottom emotionally, I re-read the good parts of my monthly horoscope over and over again. I console myself by saying, 'it was not meant to be like this, at least today's horoscope promised rainbows if not the fabled leprechaun with his pot of gold waiting for me at the end of my rainbow'. I re-read every line trying hard to decode the inner meanings of the fine prints; what if I missed something and what if by just reading it again my luck would do a somersault?
But alas, my luck remains at the mercy of the tough taskmaster Saturn - the ruler of Capricorn, who according to astrologers has been looming large on my star signs for the last three years straight.
Well, this December I am extra keen on Saturn's movement because after wrecking havoc in my life for the last two and a half years, it is finally moving out and the astrologers promised me a breather.
“He will not be back until November 2041, decades from now. You are just about done! Think back to all you learned in the two years, starting October 2012, and pat yourself on the back. Saturn never gives you a reward while you are going through his tough tutoring phase, but Saturn will always leave a gift by the door upon his exit,” I quote my online astrologer.
Even though I know that if Saturn moves out, reality is far away from the stars and their celestial movements will hardly have any effect on our lives. But it's December and everyone will be reading their yearly horoscope eagerly and the hopeless romantic in me is coaxing me to read the predictions over and over again. What if at some heavenly level the stars will decide to work out for me finally? Happy New Year everyone!
– RBR
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