Kuch Meetha Ho Jaye....

This Deepawali came to me in a very perplexing manner, when I was unable to decide, “What should I do on this deewali?” As my bro was away in Denmark, I was feeling lonesome this time. I was missing something deep inside me. What was that? I really didn’t know. Although everything was perfect around me, still it was not complete. Other reason which I could figure out was my medicines which kept me drowsy all the time.

But still it was The “Deewali”. So I thought I would imbibe all the delicious and mouth watering sweets this time ( although I knew that I would have to burn all the extra gained calories as now a day’s I’m trying to get into the shape ). But Alas! I had to drop this idea. Thanks to all who did a “great” job of adulterating the milk, mava & all. I thought it would be better to enjoy deewali without these “sweets” (which might contain subsequent amount of poisonous elements) rather than lying on a 6 by 3 bed in a hospital ward. So I decided let’s do something else. And when you talk about deewali, you talk about fancy fire crackers, if not my first, one of my childhood loves. I quickly checked my wallet (it’s called the desperation for something, when you try for something really impossible, as in this case, searching wallet for money…..). I took the keys of my bike and rushed out from home. But suddenly I stopped. I looked the ambiance. I inhaled the air & I was again in nuisance because it all reminded me of my environment, my earth. All the reports, facts, discussions regarding global warming started swinging around my mind and asking me a question, “Will you also play the part in this desolation of nature?” I thought for a moment and decided that I would play part but the positive one. I decided not to celebrate Deepawali with earsplitting, polluting crackers (although I did use some “phuljhadies” as a part of long-established rituals).

Again I was in same dilemma, “what to do now?” Freaking out with friends sounded me quite uproarious and wholehearted idea. I pulled out up my phone and started calling my buddies. But I found most of them out of town. Only one or two were there and they were also busy with their own stuffs. I was disappointed. “How fast does the time change?” I thought. I mean I still remember those days when I was in +2 and all of us used to gather on propitious occasions like Deewali and act like nuts. Now only after four years, we hardly get time for such kind of get together.

So finally I decided to spend my time with my loving family. I didn’t go anywhere and stayed at home. It was the best part of this Deewali that I got a chance to be at home. I spent eminence time with my family which made me apprehend that whatever be the state of affairs, whatever be the circumstances, only our parents are the ones, who are always with us, in every walk of life. Love you Maa n Daddu….