This Diwali was more than just the festival of lights. Want to know why? Give this a read.
I still remember Diwali'20. I was still rejoicing in my old memories from my MBA days, well-connected to my friends and holding on the hope for a bright 2021, where I could step out freely. As days passed, I felt trapped and hope started to diminish.
As Diwali'21 was approaching, I didn't feel the same fervor like before. I was plainly excited about it, only because I get to dress up and eat special Diwali savouries. When I woke up in the morning today, I realised that this time, it was more than just the festival of lights. Here's why -
I reconnected with people who I thought had become a memory. This pandemic took a toll, but I felt alive after a long time.
I realised that maybe we underestimate the power of being joyous. We're wired to not express too much or celebrate too much. I decided to let go off everything, clicked a lot of pictures and enjoyed myself.
The pandemic probably revealed our true selves. We lost hope, but somehow, life always has a beautiful way of surprising us. I found my lost happiness this Diwali. I hope you found something wonderful too. Life in itself is a festival. Why not celebrate it everyday?
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