Diwali. The festival of lights. It is said that Lord Ram returned to his kingdom Ayodhya on this day after being exiled for fourteen years. Not just that, he had just defeated Ravan and brought back his wife Sita. On this day, to perhaps commemorate the return of Ram, everyone lights "diyas" or earthen lamps and prays to the Goddess of Wealth, bursts firecrackers and dresses up in brand new, fancy clothes. Indian culture is amazing, isn't it? Even our stories. So intricately woven. So much so, it's hard to believe they might just be fiction. Its one of my favourite festivals. Houses decorated prettily with lights and 'rangoli', a garland of marigold flowers at the door. People distributing sweets to each other, in all their finery. The sky filled with the smoke and the pretty lights of the crackers that people burst throughout the night. Diwali is a beautiful festival- of food, of lights, of noise, of fanfare.
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