and for the first time in a very long I havent tied a Rakhi to Scooby. Called him early in the day wished him and told him I have his Rakhi with me and that I will give it to him on Saturday when I see him.
I am from Bangalore and though Raksha Bandhan is not a festival celebrated in the southern part of India its never stopped me from celebrating this day with my brother. Afterall its supposed to symbolise a sister’s love and prayers for her brother’s well-being, and the brother’s lifelong vow to protect her. These feelings are however universal.
I remember as a kid (I might have been 8 years old) going to my parents and telling them that I need to go to the store to buy a Rakhi for Scooby and my mom for some reason agreed (normally convincing her is equivalent to pushing a hill). I got a huuuge rakhi with golden paper and red thread 😀 we have celebrated this festival ever since.
Scooby hates traditional looking rakhi’s, so its usually a task for me to try and find innovative designs for him. EVERY YEAR. I loved one in particular I found 3 years ago, it had a shankh (counch shell) on a on a leaf and the size of it was dime. He loved it 🙂