Now that diwali is over, amidst all the hustle-bustle, I'v been recalling diwali's celebrated so far. I'v never been a cracker person. Ever since I was a kid when we used to celebrate diwali at my paternal grandparents house; filled full with relatives and cousins; I would light chakris from a distance by a phuljhari attached to long end of a stick. And even now I just enjoy only those crackers that end up bursting in the sky! What I'v always loved about any festival especially diwali is the 'get-together' besides yummy food. Every one of us would sit circling the table; eating, talking, laughing endlessly! But over the years, everybody has drifted and migrated to cities so far that we now hardly get time to catch up with each other on times like these when once a family dinner was a ritual (not that we didn't have it this time, but the number of 'us' were definitely less). And in a house that was once filled with such lively and spirited people, ...
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