Silsila

It's that time of the year again.  Lights . Sweets (only soan papdi)  Pujo  Mela  Cold tinge in the air warning of the coming winters.  Raavan Dahan A Possible World Cup Win (?) November has been novembering the way November should november. And it is making me elated. Everywhere I see, there is warmth in the midst of chilly air, an overture to the end of this year for being, well just kind.  Delhi, my city, lights up like never before during this time and they only come off after one is done with Christmas and New Year Celebrations or until people get tired of turning them on and off every morning. Everyone is happy, from the uncles who get to enjoy delicious meals to the aunties cleaning their entire homes, often by overbearing maids. How they spot dust particles on a vase when the maid just wiped it clean 2 seconds before, often baffles me. And the maid. Children are happy stocking up on crackers and well, relishing delicious food.   Oh and als...