The vivid festival of lights is knocking at the door yet again.
Incredible indeed it is!
We Indians call it ''diwali''.
We Bengali call it ''kali pujo''.
Since morning I helped my house to look a little more beautiful.
I decorated it with tiny lines of lights of several colours- red, green, yellow, white, blue and pink.
Lastly I overcame the misery of connecting all the lines to one single plug.
Switch on!
Whoa!
I did this?
The tiny bulbs started twinkling.
Off!
On!
Amazing are the lights. Amazing is the creator of these.
This auspicious day is marked by a moon-less sky.
The darkness is fought back with trillions of candles, diyas and lights.
The epic of lord Rama returning back to ayodhya after an exile of 14 long years is known to all.
But what irritates me are the evils we fail to analyse in us.
The festival does not demarcate between religions and the people following it.
It demarcates the evil and cupid parts of a society.
Every occasion brings with it several reasons to celebrate.
But what seldom misses our consideration are the values it conquered years back.
Respecting our parents and elders.
To be honest.
To be sincere to our works.
To avoid conspiracy.
To be friendly to friends.
To be less demonly to enemies.
To sleep less. Study well.
:D
My dumb brain revolved around my daily schedule.
But there are yet many heart throbbing evils to conquer.
Starting from female foeticide to gang rapes!
Starting from child labour to aborting parents!
Starting from kidnaps to murders!
Phew!
To write and read the society problems is unnecessary but immensely easy.
To fights back the troubles is necessary but tough.
The cloudy Almighty destroyed all evils in a single thunder stroke.
We are not given such powers. Devoiding self from evils is not a big deal though.
Apart from the nuisances I have decided to scribble down in my ''don't list'', I have also decided to think a little above my selfishness.
:D
Its not just-a-festival that we Indians celebrate.
Its ''the-festival'' of sweets and hugging each other.
Its ''the-festival'' of joy and lights.
Its ''the-festival'' of colourful rangolis and crackers.
Its ''the-festival'' of praying for prosperous life.
Its ''the-festival'' of good winning over evil.
This single day of gregariousness is long awaited.
Trying to purge from within my thick rooted devils, I am still rejoicing the holy aroma in air.
HAPPY DIWALI!
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