Be grateful… I never reply to Diwali wishes and hardly ever wish. No, I am not being rebellious… it is pure laziness. I have always been home during Diwali or atleast with parents. A lot of times we would have only 2 days off in school and final exams would be near. My school term was from March to November- due to extreme winters in Mt Abu and Christmas. The nuns wanted to celebrate X’Mas without nuisance and so they changed the school term.
- I felt like I had never gone… my absence was visible on the walls… No, I never cleaned them or anything… but the effect my leaving had on the house residents was visible in their neglect
- The first day I asked mom to cook besan ki sabji… which I could not make well last time I tried. I will give the recipe some other time… it is somewhat like ghatte… but better. Ghatte has only besan… while this veg has onions, anardana, chillies etc.
- I took all the recipes I wanted. We wanted to make cheesecake but there was no time
- I downloaded ZNMD and made my parents watch it… they were unimpressed
- I downloaded Khuda Ke Liye since my dad liked Bol
- Drove dad’s Manza and realized how smooth it was… now, craving for a car like that. He took me through the empty road and wanted me to drive at 20 kmph in traffic
- Indulged in so many chocolates mom brought from New York…
- Made fafdas- a Gujju specialty, made during Diwali
- Ate Pav Bhaji at Honest Restaurant… and loved it
- Opened all the cupboards and brought whatever I could. As kids, we loved exploring mom’s cupboard… it was always full of stuff and we could find something for ourselves
- Had daal bhaati… being close to Rajasthan, it is a popular dish in my hometown. I plan to make it next week
The days flew past… I have been wanting the month to end, there is too much pressure. But the only holiday of the year is over and it does not feel good. I guess, I need to plan something for December to cheer me up.