Memories of a common man on occasion of Deepavali
Childhood will remain the best period to cherish about the true happiness. I have a small family of Dad, Mom and two brothers. Back then being the middle one I was the most mischievous as well as the well behaved as understood by my parents. Because my parents always agree with the center one.
Disturbing Mom while in cooking, washing and almost every second with her. Stealing and eating the sweets from neighbor’s house and getting beaten up by Dad. Pretending to study until Dad leaves home. The next moment going out to play and the bicycle ride, that was the most valuable hobby.
A day before Deepavali reaching grandparents home for the pre-festive work. Those two days every one in the family will be joyful so does the entire nation.
Mom and granny will make murukku, ottavadai and cookies. Mom will hide all the snack from us as they should be eaten only after the rituals the next day. But we will wait until everyone falls asleep and steal the murukku from the shelf.
Drinking milk straight from the cow when grandfather is milking was the most joyful thing ever in my life.
Early morning Oil massage from Dad or granny was the most difficult task for us. but That was the most important tradition to follow on the Deepavali day.
After morning prayer in the temple, Gobbling Mom’s food is the first job once we are back to home. Though it is the same old Idly and Poori, the taste is out of the world on Deepavali morning. No high end appliances, no mixer grinder, no artificial flavors and no technology. Those were one best memorable period that will never come back. Even after so many years memories are still fresh in our mind.
Happy and prosperous Deepavali to all…!!!
Note: Deepavali is the Sanskrit word and logically the correct word. The word Diwali came from the north Indian languages.
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