Ours is not a very religious family. In our own funny traditions, we celebrate two festivals in the year. Diwali and Christmas. While Christmas is generally a slightly subdued affair, Diwali is the festival that attracts all the fanfare. Sweets, candles, diyas, new clothes, good food, crackers. But most importantly, Diwali has always been about being together, as a family. No matter where each one of us was living at the time, we'd make the effort to get back to the family home at this time of the year. And that's what would make Diwali special.
For the first time in my life, I'm spending Diwali alone without a family member. First time in well over 30 years! While I would have definitely wanted them to be here with me, strangely, I am not too disappointed. Infact, if anything, I'm a little glad about it. They are healthy, happy, able to do what they want, and be where they want on this day. I'll take that any day of the year.
The house is lit, the candles are put up, sweets have been put out on the table, crackers have been unpacked and kept ready, and i'm about to go get decked up. It's time to celebrate the good in our lives!
Happy Diwali, guys!
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