So,the
festival has gone as suddenly as it had arrived. In the distance,you
can still hear the occasional crackle of a stray rocket or bomb, and
your colourful diyas now protectively hold tiny pools of melted wax and
ash.Your rangolis are still radiant,albeit slightly dishevelled.
As you walk on the streets this morning,you catch sight of last night's celebrations all around,and you probably see or hear yourself and your loved ones laughing,in that very spot that someone cracked a joke yesterday.
Friends and extended family have now gone back home,making promises to meet again soon.Your kandeels,the bright lively guests,will stay,illuminating your homes for a little longer.
Here's wishing you all a happy festive spirit, all year round. Lots of love and Laughter Always — :)
Raahul S Saraaswat
(Vedic Astrologer)