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.”
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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.)