Home ( A Cadralor)

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I open the gates to shimmering lights
Walk down the stores full of flowers so bright
Joy seems spreading like a picture larger than life

2.
Wake up soon, the sun is up too
Early morning dreams about to come true
I see everyone together just as I drew

3.
Colours are important don’t you miss them
I shout orders to bring those sweets well
They go outside only to return soon

4.
Its tiring how much I still have left to do
The smell is too sweet, did I add cardomom too?
Stirring the magical heaven as I get rid of all that gloom

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And just like that the table is set, looking forward to true bliss
The rangoli adorns the entry to a home where nobody is missed
With holy chants and pretty lamps, this autumn’s Diwali is again the best.

Diwali is a Hindu festival celebrated generally in October or November (excuse me for not knowing the name of the months according to the Hindu calendar, my teachers taught me well but I guess I was not a good student). It is my favourite festival, since everyone’s home and we get to eat so many sweets. You should definitely try Indian sweets, nothing can beat them in my opinion, not even the holy chocolate! (though I love chocolates too). And overall it’s a festival of lights so we decorate everything with fairy lights, but you should never forget those beautiful earthen lamps. I love putting those diyas at every corner of the house and making sure, they are still burning until I give in to sleep. There is so much more meaning to this festival but I will write about it in detail some other time.

But I absolutely cannot miss rangolis. I love making rangolis. I have used the picture of last year’s rangoli as the featured image to give an idea of what it looks like. It is an art form made of coloured sand or powdered colours and the design is up to you. So every year my sister and I brainstorm together to come up with a good design only to switch it up last minute because we are getting late for the puja. I don’t believe in praying but since I have been doing it since I was a kid, it feels only natural to pray together on Diwali. And just like that, I get another day full of happy memories, good food, and giggles all around.

Dream Castles

I still remember that peaceful morning. I woke up with a mission in mind. I did not even care about my looks or about my empty stomach. I still remember those blissful waves to whom i had come to bid adieu. But before that final goodbye, i had a task to accomplish. As you all may have guessed from the picture, the creator of that castle cannot be a professional. But I did not want a grandoise castle nor did i have time for it. I just wanted to create something beautiful when i was at the right place.

When the sea is more than 500 kms away from your town, beaches are always like some magical dreams. No matter how many times you visit them, after each vacation they seem unreal. I was like the happiest person on the beach that morning while collecting the wet sand with my bare hands. Buying tools for my castle seemed childish to me and it was like a waste of money. After all, when will i get a chance to soak my hands in that soft and gritty sand. There were three of us on this mission. They had to agree after listening to my costant blabber about making a castle.

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