How I love Diwali ….sweets, friends and relatives, new clothes, crackers, the lights & rangoli, the list goes on.
The festivities make me nostalgic….
I miss home, the home that I grew up in but we moved on, friends who I am now in touch with on social media only….times that I want to go back and soak myself in, but what’s gone is gone.
Of all my Diwali celebrations, I miss Diwali in Kota, it was so much fun! Back then, as kids, we could get away with being mischievous, and were never worried about adding extra pounds during this time of the year.
I miss Mom, her constant nagging 😀 yeah I miss that….I miss my brother, I miss giggling away to glory with my friends.
Life was so simple, my understanding of life was limited and I was good!…and then I grew up 😀
Now, I try to make it special for Arnav…but I miss the special “few” in my life… lighting crackers without my brother, my partner in crime, is no fun. Meeting up friends, eating sweets and wandering around aimlessly, we lived upto each moment.
I am hoping to make it special for Arnav this time as well- who knows which country he will fly to next year and I won’t have the luxury of nagging him 🙂
I gave myself today, to immerse in memories from the past…I needed this…..my happy place…
Tomorrow, I will embrace Diwali memories once more and then tuck them in a safe space…until next year….
The Diwali memories top of my mind:
Mom waking up early in the morning on Diwali to show us Lakshmi-Ganesh silver coin
Lighting 100+ Diyas on our terrace
Going to Diwali Melas, buying toy kitchen sets, the merry go round…a special ride with a friend.
Waiting for Ma Papa to go and meet their friends, so that I could rush to meet mine
Dressing up – my first lehanga
Hugging a dear friend
Bursting crackers with my brother
Cleaning the cieling fans- how could I forget that- a chore that was assigned to me all the time.