On the eve of October 28th, I was sitting on my work desk trying to wind up the work before going on the most awaited Diwali vacation for 7 days. It was previously decided that my parents would be coming to pick me up as they had to visit my sister’s to be in-laws who stay in the same city as I do but at the eleventh hour the plan got changed. And there I was vexed and sniveling on the eve just prior to the long awaited escape, stuck up in a dilemma as how to reach home during the rush hour of Diwali. I could not find a single booking for the Bus nor the train.
After a heck of a lot of efforts, I finally managed to find a booking for October 30th, yes, the day of Diwali. Even though a couple of tears rolled down my cheeks when I received the message “Your ticket has been successfully booked”, to be honest, I didn’t feel overwhelmed with it.
And why should I be, it is the Diwali time of the year! The time of the year when the air of the house infused with the aroma of the delicacies prepared by Mom, when the evenings come alive with a million lights, and when the markets are at a whole new level filled with joie de vivre. That one time of the year that is not just the homecoming of Lord Rama but all of us, the outstation students/professionals.
Note: Diwali Celebration pictures are shared at the bottom
Honestly, I felt gloomy and miserable about staying back for two more days before I reach home. Also, considering my awfully sentimental side being a Scorpio, it should not come as a surprise to you that I cried twice that day. On my way back to the PG, I received a call,
Screen flashed – Gentle Soul Calling
“Hey, I have news for you.”
“What is it?”
“We are going home tomorrow.”
“I don’t understand.”
“I’m dropping you home tomorrow.”
“But when I asked, you mentioned that you have office”
“Yes, but I’m not going. We are going to your hometown Ms Bhateja”
“I’m hell excited. Thaaannnk youuuuuuuuu”
“I’ll be there at 6 a.m. dot outside your PG”
Thrilled.. Elated..Filled with Joy..Screams..
I am f**cking going home before Diwali..Yaayyyyy!!
With the intention of sleeping early in order to be on time, I packed my stuff in a jiffy – Ethnic Clothes Check, Heels Check, Kohl & Moisturizer Check, Zipper Check….and so the list was checked.
11: 30 p.m. I prepared my bed and went to sleep
After countless Twists and Turns..
12:30 a.m. Struck with wakefulness, I found myself sitting on the bed munching a bag of chips and staring at the walls.
01:40 a.m. Still staring at the walls, holding an empty bag of chips.
02:30 a.m. Finally lying on the bed again, trying to fall asleep.
05:30 a.m. Screen Flashing.. Gentle Soul Calling..
It was time to wake up, I was going home 😀
With the super relaxing night and the subsequent refreshing morning, I could perform the daily morning chores with utmost speed (Pun intended). We finally left for home at 7 a.m.
It indeed was a soothing yet entertaining road trip with a joyous mix of playlists and a dash of F.M. I reached home at 12:30 p.m. and he went all his way back to the place where he belonged. I could not thank him enough till date for the gracious favor he did.
My parents were surprised seeing me home a day prior to the booking and apparently, I made up a story and convinced them of a lie, that’s a different tale, anyway. Finally, I was home breathing the aroma of Festivities.
And Then Started The Diwali Decorations. . .
Whilst I stood on the ladder adorning the walls with lights, and of course trying not to fall standing on a pretty much higher step of the ladder, thanks to my adorably cute short height; my sister suddenly turned into a perfectionist of light placements, “Thoda Idhar Kar! Haan ab Thik hai! Ruk Chala Kar Dekhti Hun! Waise thoda Aur Right se lejani Chaiye”
Luckily the lights were done. Next on the list was making Rangoli. We searched for “Simple Rangoli Designs” and the results showed absolutely intricate, not at all simple designs and hence discovering that we already too late to become artists, we (I and My Sister) set out to make a weirdly fantastic Rangoli.
And lastly, settling a few lanterns and ‘Shubh Deepawali’ torans, Bandhanwar and other wall hangings, we were done with the Diwali Decorations. Now the only thing left was, donning that ethnic kurti I had specially bought for Diwali and clicking a few images.
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So, we were not really supposed to do Diwali Pooja this year as I got blessed with a beautiful niece just 2 days prior to Diwali and hence, we had sutak – a concept of ritual purity as per the Vedas which restricts the family members to perform rituals or go to the temples. But here’s the catch – basically my parents were not allowed to enter into the temple and perform the rituals, however, it does not apply to the girls as they are considered paraya dhan. Hence, I performed the rituals.
This Diwali became an awesome one for me because it gave me happiness in the following ways:
- I got blessed with a lovely little babydoll niece
- Finally, my laptop installments due over three months got over
- My Freelancing payments got credited and so I could buy gifts for my family
- Gentle Soul’s gracious favor
- The Unparalleled together time with family is the best thing in this world
- I looked stunning in the ethnic dress 😀
- And more, which I’d rather keep personal for now!
Diwali 2016 gave me special memories that will be tucked away in a corner of my heart which will undeniably make me smile each time I’ll think of them.