It’s diwali
again . A time for celebration. The historical celebration of relationships as
the family of Lord Rama prepares for his home coming after having roamed the
forests for 14 years.
In this
technological world many Ramas and Sitas too have lost the way to their homes
in the wires of the tech world.
It is at
this time when parents lost in their marathon run to monetary gains return home
all attention to their kids that the diwali is celebrated. It is at this time
when couples move out of each others
arms to feel love in their hearts that the diwali is celebrated. It is
at this time when children leave aside their fun and frolic to pay attention to
their aging parents that the diwali is celebrated. These are the real wealth, the
dhan and the laxmi which otherwise are celebrated with a lot of noise of
polluting crackers on the dhantrodashi and laxmi pujan days.
It’s time
the educated world with all its bookish wisdom of global warming moves away
from its smoky and noisy celebrations into the silent worship of the spirit of
the real wealth of love, understanding and care.
Nature gave
me a chance to celebrate this wealth of love, understanding and care by sending
a mother pigeon to my window. Any other day I would have shooed it away but
this season, some better understanding took of me to let her be. She gave three
eggs in the cozy and safe environment of the window which she artistically
transformed into a manger by bringing twigs and other her kind of building
materials for a home she was aspiring to build for her new borns.
This was
truly a celebration of life full of love sans noise. Whoever said that ‘life
was full of sound and fury signifying nothing’ was wrong as this moment
signified that life was full of love and care in silence.
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