Gone... With The Smoke

Well... Yet another diwali has come and gone, without much glitter. I remember, when I was small, diwali was all about lights, crackers, gifts, sweets, new clothes. We used to get up in the morning, burst crackers, greet friends & family, jump n dance around. Basically have fun. Everything used to be so exciting. Its not the same anymore. Somehow the freshness is gone. People are not bothered. Frankly, I am not bothered. Its something I used to do when I was 5, why should I continue the same till I am 50. I guess my "Geminian " instincts are talking here. But I just don't feel like doing the same thing year after year.

Why should things have to be done in a conventional well defined manner. We got to bring about a change. If we continue to do the same thing that our ancestors have been doing for ages, where is the new generation, new thinking, new way of life? Well... I am not saying everything needs to be revamped, I still feel my kids should celebrate diwali the way I did when I was a kid. Its fun that way. I have never regretted the way I have been brought up. But now, theres got to something different. Different in what way, I don't know. I am still trying to figure out.

I don't even know what I am thinking or what I am trying to get at. I guess festivals are not about lightings and glitter, its about memories, a way of holding on to things that you love, things that you are and things that you wish you will never lose. The world is moving too fast and everyone is losing out in the rat race of weekly milestones, monthly EMIs and annual dividends. So the best we can do is be happy about whatever little we have and wish that everyone gets their share of happiness.