Of all the festivals, Diwali is something special to me. This was the festival which made me to freak out when i was a kid, a festival which i awaited eagerly each year as i grew up and a festival which i lost interest in during my college days, a festival which i expect will be the way i want it next year......
When i was doing my 5 or 6th grade i really enjoyed the diwali. My dad never said no to any of my claims, be it dresses, sweets, or crackers. I bought crackers for 6-7k each year. That means buying crackers for 25-30k in today's market. Sweets were always taken care by my mom and granny in our home. They always were good. The first year when i was done with all the crackers which i bought, i was told a story by my granddad.
A story which was centered around an infant. This infant cried at such an high pitch that the entire street could hear whenever there was a cracker burst somewhere nearby. As time flew by, the infant grew and when he was a kid of 10, he bought a large amount of crackers and emptied them. It did not take me much time to realize that it was me. As time flew by, the interest in the Diwali dhamaka started to decrease rapidly. When i entered college, diwali was just another day of holiday, with a lot of entertainment on tv and ofcourse a lot to eat :)
As i moved to hostel, the fear of having to part with my room mates and other friends during such times really bothered me a lot, a call during each diwali with all my room mates always proved to be fun. After i came to work, for some reason or the other i did not really enjoy my diwali. This year far away from home, i am near a home, yet i have the office work to do.
At this moment my heart goes out to my best friend in my life, who has not experienced a good diwali since childhood, and has only heard others' experience to understand what a diwali is. This year too is no different for that person......
Next year, few of my friends will be hard to contact, for they would have committed a great sin called marriage, they will be busy with their own work....
A special thanks to people who made each of my diwali unique in some or the other way. A special thanks to my dad/mom for allowing to me taste the diwali, the way i wanted.
To conclude, wishing you all a very happy diwali, let the festival of lights enlighten your life and bring more prosperity
When i was doing my 5 or 6th grade i really enjoyed the diwali. My dad never said no to any of my claims, be it dresses, sweets, or crackers. I bought crackers for 6-7k each year. That means buying crackers for 25-30k in today's market. Sweets were always taken care by my mom and granny in our home. They always were good. The first year when i was done with all the crackers which i bought, i was told a story by my granddad.
A story which was centered around an infant. This infant cried at such an high pitch that the entire street could hear whenever there was a cracker burst somewhere nearby. As time flew by, the infant grew and when he was a kid of 10, he bought a large amount of crackers and emptied them. It did not take me much time to realize that it was me. As time flew by, the interest in the Diwali dhamaka started to decrease rapidly. When i entered college, diwali was just another day of holiday, with a lot of entertainment on tv and ofcourse a lot to eat :)
As i moved to hostel, the fear of having to part with my room mates and other friends during such times really bothered me a lot, a call during each diwali with all my room mates always proved to be fun. After i came to work, for some reason or the other i did not really enjoy my diwali. This year far away from home, i am near a home, yet i have the office work to do.
At this moment my heart goes out to my best friend in my life, who has not experienced a good diwali since childhood, and has only heard others' experience to understand what a diwali is. This year too is no different for that person......
Next year, few of my friends will be hard to contact, for they would have committed a great sin called marriage, they will be busy with their own work....
A special thanks to people who made each of my diwali unique in some or the other way. A special thanks to my dad/mom for allowing to me taste the diwali, the way i wanted.
To conclude, wishing you all a very happy diwali, let the festival of lights enlighten your life and bring more prosperity
2 comments:
diwali thru the 'ages'..:):)
machi! cha! touch pannita macha!
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