The smell of a lighting off wick, the camphor burning away, the jasmine incense, the sandalwood crushed with Kesar, the ghee burning Surma, the sweetness of savoury preparations, the flickering lamplights - fired or electric, the colours of Rangoli and flowers, the balcony lights, the shimmering coins, the red kumkum, the new books for prayers, the pattering crackers, the blooming flower pots, the sparkling sticks, the smoking wires, the constantly ringing telephone, the beeping WhatsApp messages, the endless forwards, the inventive Facebook statuses, the pleas to be quiet, the request to keep things unpolluted, the new clothes, the perfunctory rituals...
Another year of Diwali.
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