Back in 2014, I had shared this video because I found it so
nice. 2 years later when I watch the same video again, on a lone Tuesday holiday
afternoon, it touches me deep inside and chokes me in a way that Shahrukh’s
disease revelation scene in Kal Ho Na Ho did.
So Diwali 2016.
I was so sure last year during this time that I would
SHOMEHOW move back to Kolkata by the next Diwali and now, here I am, exactly
where I was, with zero change in life, except for the addition of a few extra
kilos and ice cream!
Why I would remember this Diwali?
Anju suddenly got us hand painted Diya’s after working on it
till 1am (consider the fact that she wakes up at 5 every day and travels 2+2
hours daily to work). And without any exaggeration, I accept, this task needs a
LOT of patience, when I tried doing the same, I gave up at the first stroke of
brush :D
Narmada gave me the happy guilt of choco lava. And that too
after lunch, and that too after continuous ice cream dose. I was so happy to
see her happiness at the arrival of the sister from Singapore. Home :’)
I was so happy to atleast give Abhimanyu competition in
bowling. And to come home in a bullet with the whoooosh of the wind in the
chill of Bangalore. Someday I would own one B-)
Ashokji got us
chocolates (and yes, all my friends here are determined to keep the fat in me,
on) and crackers. I was glad that like home, there is someone to listen to the
silent abdaars. Add this to Karnataka -Tamil Nadu tiff and Ulsoor strike :3
This Diwali was also when I first did my fairylight
shopping. The lights were pretty and over
priced (Hello Bangalore) but it certainly made me very happy for some time. I remember
not buying the same last year because ki
r hobe. So YAY, this time ^_^
KaliThakur was a little too angry I guess because even after
pulling Nivedita(Dhanyavaad :D) to the far and only Kali Pujo I could find, I
could not see her face and we could not wait because with love, comes certain
restrictions sadly. Also Thank God she was there with me for the 4 days when everyone else went home :(
That followed by Subhayan! Oh God he looks likes a ket NRI
now and talks with an accent. I was so glad I could make fun of his bidesh tinted dress
wala coat. Subhayan, the sadist in me wants you to watch the video above
and cry a little like I did :P
It also was the first time perfect Rangoli with Nishita. Consider
the fact that there was unnecessary early morning travelling from part to the
other distant part of Bangalore. Thank God EVERYONE went off from Bangalore on Friday
night itself and there was ZERO traffic, except for unlucky (broke) people like
us. That also meant my plan to skip the all
Bongs meet for lunch that afternoon went
down the Hoogly, sorry Kaveri. So it also was the first time we got a cab that
looked like biye barir gari and the mahaan
Piyadi got inside with bhaiya kisika
shaadi tha? The man gave us very dirty looks and no wonder he refused the
final U turn to the destination :D
That and Aye Dil Hai Mushkil. I would do a review soon but Urdu
is so damn sexy. Mujhse Pehli SI Mohabbat
Mere Mehboob Na Maang. Uff! And cracker buying where a chhoto tarabati is 100 bucks (Hello Bangalore). My favorite
part of the weekend was probably when at 10:30 in the night, this nice autowala
agreed to take us (4 people and a cake and crackers and food packets) for just
a distance of 5 minutes. I was in charge of paying and coming inside so I
wished him Happy Diwali while he was going. He stopped his auto and said “Happy Diwali Madam, Very Happy Diwali Madam,
Bohot achha laga sun k, Happy Diwali Madam’. And he left. I was so happy.
Genuine happy wishes and for what. Sweet :’)
The night that followed I remember vague. Piyadi and I as
usual wasted a lot in our experiments and Arjoda was thanked immensely. So
Diwali was not that bad you see. Much better than the last year and the coming
year. However, certain things that you keep seeing and hearing from here and
there would definitely hurt you but bleh.
Also, LOOK how pretty my house looked this Diwali, like
every Diwali *_*
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