When I was a kid, quite like my friends, I was completely crazy about crackers. Mathapi, Chakra, Kumpi, Bijli bomb, Laxmi bomb (Odia names of crackers and not real bombs though :p) being some of my favorites. But, my craze was of a notch higher may be. My parents had been habituated of taking undue advantage of my following for crackers; they used to make me solve hundreds (or even thousands may be) of maths for just some crackers during this period of 10-15 days for several years. This seems to be a credible reason of my good mathematical aptitude. Diwali has been my all time favorite festival, with 2nd best being Holi. However, more than 2 decades have passed from being a really small kid to becoming quite big of a man, yeah big in size, maturity, and abilities and not being mad enough to solve maths anymore to get some crackers.
Though, I am the same Bhargav, my take on Diwali has evolved through these years. I have slightly changed my views and activities. I still do hell a lot of celebrations. But, it’s a bit different. I now have realized crackers being party spoilers, polluting our wonderful earth, leading to nature unfriendly imbalances. So, I have stopped burning those crackers by about 90-95%. Although whatever I still do is a token of respect to my culture. I rather use more candles and diyas for lighting up my home. I burn ego, I burn illness, I burn anger, I burn everything that spoils me. I eat and share sweets. I wish my greetings to people. I express my regards and love. This is my Diwali.
I hope you had a good read. Happy Diwali!
Tata.. bye.. bye..!