It had been almost 6 years that I had not spent the biggest festival of lights with my family members. And 2006 saw the wish coming, though I don’t actually remember if I had made any such wish. From the year ’99 onwards I had been in this great hostel, the days which I can’t forget. The Trident, Hostel # 3 of Jorhat Engineering College. In 2004, I was finally an engineer and so I had chance to spend that Diwali with Mom. But I don’t seem to remember anything memorable. I was busy somewhere else.. and missed the fun.
The flickering, bursting and banging of crackers, throwing momentary moments of joy all around. Add to it the cheerful and joyous spirit of the kids and elders alike. Its simply lovely. And there are the sweets too.
This time I had my time and my share of joy with my eldermost uncle’s family in Panvel, Mumbai. There, I gave my bit surprise – A Diwali special for uncle and one of my cousin sisters, whom I call as Moniba. There were the sweets and crackers and fun of course. I was contented. The surprise worked. The fun I worked for me. Oh yes! The sweets worked for all. 🙂
After this many years, now I got to smell the gas released after the cracker bursts. Though its a foul smell, somehow I loved it like remembering the smell from earth when water sprikles over dry earth. Last year was one when I spent time with this cousin sister of mine. She was in Bangalore then and we had an evening stroll and some ice creams. Back in my room though, there were sweets and lots of drinks of course. Two days of skipping from office just to stay with my uncle’s family was worth it.
But time flew away very soon and it was ready to pack up. Festival of lights brings joy, they say, and it indeed did for me. See you Diwali next time.