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A Deepawali Memory…


The festival of lights is here.  And there is such a hullabaloo about the festival . The newspapers , media , social media sites abuzz with sale , designer clothes and materialistic stuff. Not to forget there are celebrities and film stars inviting you to take a peek at their homes and to their designer wardrobe.   Do we associate  each celebration with how much clothes we buy , how many jewellery sets adorned our body and how cool parties we threw ?

Long back while growing up in the ancestral home at Dhanbad , My grandfather had a brigade of servants working at our hotel and the soap factory which my uncle used to run. Deepawali was the time when he used to buy clothes for all the people who used to work for the businesses run by him . He had a big heart and he will treat all the people working for him as his own children . And that’s the reason everyone used to adore him . He was magnanimous and would lend money to anyone in need.

I remember I and my younger brother used to go to school in a rickshaw . The rickshaw puller was Lakhiram and he was like a hanuman , always ready to do anything for my grandfather. He will wash his clothes , clean his  White Ambassador Car . He was the man for every small need he had. But my grandfather always treated him as someone from his own family . We were kids then , mischievous and playing pranks on others. We will always trouble him , pulling his Dhoti , running behind him .

And those days there was no television and no facebook.  Everything was real ,  celebrations were inclusive, bursting crackers , exchanging sweets , getting money from the elders as blessings. The collected money would be pushed inside a Gullak  folded and pleated. Lakhiram had a son Naaru and whenever he visited our home , he was treated as a family member . Even awarded money just like us .

Today Naaru is  married and works for BCCL ( a public sector company) . His children go to school and Naaru lives a  comfortable life , even owning a Car and living life  like a Gentleman. Most of the servants who used to work for my Grandfather are owning shops , working and earning a decent life.  It is only because  he instilled values of Honesty , self respect and the joy of  hard work.

This Deepawali I pay my tribute to my Grandfather , for his values and for his memory and for  all the things  he taught me . As I type this tears swell in my eyes and I miss him dearly . Sometimes growing up is so hard and I wish to be transported in the time machine to be again under his affectionate tutelage.

Love you lots  BABA…..

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A real Deepawali !



The festive season ensures that I am in my toes .The tradition of making your house and surrounding spic and span , offerings to the god and flurry of activities in the house creates an atmosphere of festivity all around . We also had deepawali celebration in the neighborhood where I and my few friends were in the organizing committee.  And organizing an event for 200 odd people involves a huge lot of work . A gala dinner  followed by cultural program and on the top of that  weather playing hide and seek kept us all guessing till the very end where to organize the program.

And on the day of function when it started raining heavily , we were glad that we had decided to do around the clubhouse . At least it ensured that though for a small time we were huddled close to each other , interacting , talking and eating together . Everybody was having a great time , the children performed and all of us  cheered for the small performers.

In all these raucousness there were  support staff,  gardeners , cleaners who were working all round the clock to make sure that we have great time . After the function when the time came to pay to the caterer , the security staff who had been assigned to sell the food coupons broke into tears( almost ) saying that few people bought the coupon last function and there was some miscalculation and he had to suffer loss of Rs 500 . We were exasperated to hear that and asked him why he did not tell us ? And he started saying that he did not know whether to tell as Madam log will not believe him .. We were  shocked to hear that . And decided to immediately pay him 500 Rupees and recommend the manager to give him award too. We could see his face light up immediately . And we were contented that though in a small way we could help someone who worked relentlessly for us . After all Deepawali is for everyone ….

And my beautiful abode lighted up … Picture clicked by Amit Sinha.