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No Diwali here


One of the flames
that fluttered
on our terrace in Delhi
in a Diwali night
It’s only when the greetings came via Whatsapp that I realised it was Diwali.  Saturday is a holiday anyway and I used it for completing the works set aside for the day as usual.  The work took me to two towns on either side of my village.  There was nothing in either of the towns to remind one of Diwali.  It was business as usual.  Not even an extra lamp was seen anywhere.  No diyas which were ubiquitous in Delhi where I lived a decade and a half before I chose the quietness of this village.  No crackers which the Delhiites insisted on calling ‘bombs’ – “bum,” in fact.  

No, I don’t miss the diyas or the bums. I like this quietness.  I love the purity that wafts into my lungs.  I used to conceal myself at home during both Diwali and Holi while I was in Delhi.  Both these festivals are conspicuous by their absence in Kerala except maybe in the big cities where people from other states celebrate them.

Another memory 
That makes me think of the diversity which marks India.  Half of Kerala’s population is Hindu.  But they don’t celebrate the two festivals which hold much charm for their counterparts in other parts of the country.  Perhaps, BJP will import the festivals soon just as it has already imported gau mata.  Beef has all but disappeared from the state.  Probably the Malayali health-consciousness has more to do with that than BJP. 

While I sit and enjoy the quietness that distils through the night air from a sky stippled with twinkling stars, let me wish HAPPY DIWALI to my friends in less silent places.  Let me also reassure them that though we don’t have the Diwali bums here, we have all the political bums – a whole array of scams and scandals as raucous as they can get.


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  1. AnonymousOctober 30, 2016 at 1:13 AM

    Political Bums! Haha that's sure not miss.

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    1. Tomichan MatheikalOctober 30, 2016 at 6:23 AM

      Our Babu's and Mani's can give the Yadavs of UP and Bihar a run for their money.

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  2. tyatinOctober 30, 2016 at 10:14 AM

    Political bums ...good one

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  3. EJNovember 2, 2016 at 12:31 PM

    I didn't realize what a big deal Diwali & Dusserha was until I reached Bangalore. I had been to Bombay few years back, so knew that the Ganesha Visargan festival was huge.

    If we wait few years, we will see the evolution of these festivals in Kerala. That is what I think. Then that serene beauty of lit diyas decorating our temples and households will be a story to tell our next generation, replaced by the boom of the firecrackers and the noise.

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    1. Tomichan MatheikalNovember 3, 2016 at 9:24 PM

      Yes, there's a high probability of certain varieties of pollution hitting Kerala soon.

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