The Sparkling Smiles

Every year...

Diwali...

A festival, every Indian looked forward to, just like everyone, I was one of them too—someone who looked forward to seeing the Festival of Lights. I loved the lights, bright and shining at every Maharashtrian's Window, door, and possibly everywhere! The hustle and bustle, the noisy cities, the explosive firecrackers, is something I looked forward to every Diwali, I'm sure it wasn't just me, Every Maharashtrian did.

I remember every Diwali, my neighbours would always put up rangoli each of the 5 days, that too different ones every day! I didn't know the traditions back then, but the rangoli's looked so colourful and beautiful, that if it got ruined, I would get angry. Even though, it wasn't me who made them.

My Friends would call me down, and together in union we all lit the firecrackers, the sound, the light, and mostly the memories of the earlier year, would flash over my eyes in those tiny but amazing moments...

One could see Diya's lit up at every doorstep and house, We would even have Diya decorating competitions in school! Competing who made the best! Aah! It used to be a great competition. I never won, I used to get frustrated, but it was always worth it. That's what always kept me going, the memories and good times!

Every Diwali Brought a ray of Hope, Happiness, Love, Joy, Beauty, and Brilliance! The flashes of Happiness across everyone's face. The SPARKLING smiles of Diwali! It is Indeed the festival I always look forward to EVERY SINGLE YEAR:)