Happy Diwali!

This is the first year in as long as I can remember that we haven’t been “home” for Diwali or Deepavali (as it is known in North and South India respectfully). This new year, we’re not opening gifts, eating gulab jamuns, dressing up, or placing tiny clay lamps along our walkway and driveway so that Lakshmi, the goddess of prosperity, can find her way to our home.

Though we are thousands of miles from the United States, it’s utterly delightful to live in a country where Diwali is a national holiday, where you don’t have to explain why you need a day (or more) off to spend time with family and friends, where cab drivers hand you your change and wish you, “Happy Deepavali.”

The photographs above were taken at the Deepavali Festival Market in Little India, an incredible, and incredibly crowded, bazaar selling everything from sparklers to saris, from mithai to mehndi.

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A Diwali greeting from me to you: I wish you infinite happiness and boundless creativity in the new year!

(This post has been entered into the Grantourismo HomeAway Holiday-Rentals travel blogging competition.)

7 responses

  1. Happy Diwali! I got my gulab jamun fix last night at Komala’s Restaurant, Peninsula Plaza. It’s our secret spot for good veggie Indian food when we don’t feel like facing the crowds of Little India :)

  2. Thanks for your entry! Lovely! Abu Dhabi and then Dubai has been our base since 1998, and Diwali is celebrated there by as many people as Ramadan is, so we’re fond of the period. We had a lot of Indians in our building, so we’d be reminded of what holiday it was by the lanterns and candles left on their doorsteps as we headed by to our apartment.

    Thanks for entering our competition! Best of luck!