Festival Of Light

Thinking of my past days make me so happy, it makes me feel refreshed and full of energy.

During my childhood, I and my sister eagerly wait for Diwali.we were so happy that we will get new clothes, burn crackers have lots of sweet, fun and many more.

Whole family get united in the village where my Grandfather and Grandmother still live. I was so excited as we were going again to celebrate Diwali with them.

I was hoping Dadi must have made ladoos for me. Their extreme love and tender care make me cry. Sometimes I miss them a lot.

Now we reached finally the village. Both of them were too happy to see us all.

On Diwali night we all did pooja and then came upstairs with crackers and light. Dadaji has brought specially for us. we light Diya in the whole house. And it was looking so beautiful with rangoli .my little sis was good at making rangoli.

Everyone was happy. Now Diwali was over and we have to return soon back to town. getting away from my Grandpa makes me feel very bad.

We are back in town now.

But still, all memories are running in my mind, still, I think that being a child was my golden days when I and my sister play a lot and have a lot of fun.