6:12 pm… a damped soul releases the latch on the door. Flings bag on the bed, the first desire is to fall flat on the bed, but then decides otherwise…
A tiny packet of “lamps” is all it takes to release the festive spirit..
10 tiny lamps… that make me long for the stereotyped diwali conversations…
“arey sandhyakal jhaali ajun pantya nahi lavlya”
“aaai pantya”
“lightingchi maal kadh”
“arey ajun jhala nahi kartik? Kevha udya lavnar kay?”
“aaj ratrpali vatatay?”
Glue, paper, scissors, a sleepless night…
10 tiny lamps…make me smile, cause I am still in sync with whats happening at home.
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