My Childhood Diwali

Many Festivals Are Celebrated in Our Country And Each Festival Has A Different Beauty. But I Like The Most of My Childhood Diwali.

DEEPAWALI Festival of Lamps,

The Festival of The Victory of Good Over Evil. Because On This Day *Lord Rama* Returned To Ayodhya After Killing *Ravana*, Then People Welcomed Him By Lighting Lamps in The Joy of His Arrival.

But When We Were Little

For Us, Deepawali Had Only One Meaning - A Festival of Lots of SWEETS. That's Why Deepawali Was Very Special For Us.

A Day When We Will Get To Eat Lots of Sweets And Firecrackers, Sparklers Will Be Lit. A Day When We Will Wear New Clothes, Go To Our Village, Meet Our Old Friends And All Family Members.

Even Today, I Remember Those Golden Memories of My Childhood Diwali, So A Different Glow of Happiness Comes in My Eyes.

We All Used To Go From The City To Our Village On Deepawali

And When The Whole Family Members Used To Gather On That Day, It Looked Like A Different Beauty.

Then Everyone Would Go To The Field To Worship.

The Taste of Deepavali's Kheer And Sweet Puri's Taste is Still On My Tongue.

The House Was Decorated With Colorful Lights And Lamps.

Then in The Evening, Maa Lakshmi Worshiped.

After Pooja, We Used To Eat Sweets And Kachori.

Then We Used To Fire Crackers And Sparklers.

I Still Remember That Unique Diwali Fun of My Childhood….