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Niner meets Nauvari at Nav ratri

The title is cryptic by all means to a large % of population since it is a unique event or occurence that only certain folks in a certain zip code or two might witness if the lunar alignments are right.  This winter as the Indian diaspora celebrated Navratri (nine nights per prescription) in the bay area - one of many good over evil celebratory events in the Indian mythic calendar - I also saw a possible attendee of said event at a local Costco. 

She was in a garb called Nauvari sadi or a nine-yard multi colored piece of fabric draped over her frame waddling amidst the crowds, following her offspring that had setup shop to sell software for a local employer.

Whilst she gaped at the warehouse wonders of modern day America she failed to see a large native in a Forty Niner jersey officially called a Niner fan ram into her as he tugged a large bag of hamburger buns and beer bottles for a late night event somewhere.  Both then repeatedly gaped at each other to compute what was going on.  She to see a large red shirted individual with beverages and bread to feed a village with strange large numbers like '21' plastered on his shirt.  He to see this brain feezing hues of bold colors on a diminutive figure old enough to be his grandma peeking up at him.

Then it hit me - here was a Niner running into a Navwari on Navratri night.  When or where does this happen?  Here in the bay area is where. 

Navratri is nine nights of some sort of mumbo jumbo equally confusing as a Niner game to be honest.  But here I am in the minority being neither a fan of the Football or the Prayers.  Not that I particularly find the garment attractive. 

The only similarity being the garment and the game rely on yards to make it work.

And it makes for a cute title for a blog that is designed to be irritating at best.

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