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Day 56


Day 56 (6th November)

Today is Deepavali. I got up at 5. Had oil bath using the one Rupee Parachute sachet. Wore something new. Ate sweets. Wished some people. Did everything that I have been conditioned to do on Deepavali day. Everything except bursting firecrackers. I think you stop enjoying Deepavali after you turn 12. A part of it comes back briefly when your child is in the age bracket of 5-12. The mystique of Deepavali is the fireworks. Nothing else matters for a child. I always get melancholic on Deepavali. I think it is brought on by the nostalgia of carefree celebrations during childhood. Now the court has limited fireworks to just 2 hours. Even my 82-year-old mother says wistfully that Deepavali is no longer the same. I cannot but agree with her.

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