|Illuminations in Little India|
After a long time, the Diwali at homeland was missed. Most of the Indians living in any part of the world head homewards but this time it was a little different for me.Having fun with family and friends, endless splurging and merry making are the hallmarks of this festival, which I was apprehensive of missing in a distant land. One time earlier, many years ago, I spent time alone in a Israel where very few Indians stay and none where I stayed. I still managed to make the best by exchanging sweets with friends. This time I will make it differnt, I said to myself , as life has given me so much to celebrate.
|A Peacock stands in the middle of the road for festivities|
I was here in Singapore, but with my family this time. The radiance and glow of the festival was evident in Singapore in almost equal measure as at homeland, if not any less. Most parts of the city are still in a festive mood .For past many days the ‘Diwali sales’ promotions, decorations had sprung all over the city and the difference was difficult to tell, whether I was in India or on a foreign shore.
It was heartening to see the Diwali messages flashed all across on posters and even the SMRT buses had been wishing‘Happy Diwali” message in neon lights where the bus number and destination are marked. The best thing I noticed that everyone regardless of the nationality, religion or race participated with fervor. One day a big group of Chinese school students were congregated at Sri Veeramakaliamman Temple, at the Little India. Their teacher was explaining about different deities while being taken around the premises. What better way to make children more knowledgeable about other religions while promoting tolerance. This phenomena is visible everywhere when one visits places of worship. How I wish, Zindagi, that we could emulate this spirit in all parts of our beautiful country.
I chanced upon an old Colombian woman visiting the Gurudwara at Sophia Hills who very enthusiastically visited the place and also enjoyed the tea and snacks offered at the ‘Langar’( kitchen). She was struggling to converse in Spanish and in between a few words in English saved the day.This is the real beauty of the people who inhabit the world. We speak different languages but the basic goodness needs no other credentials.
A small country, Singapore, has nationalities from all over the world that live in complete harmony. The food stalls that had come up in Little India had more foreigners enjoying the Indian snacks and clicking away the pictures of beautiful decorations. The traffic was moving slowly but I never encountered a jam anywhere. Zindagi, if you could do me a favor of making cities in my country free from road congestions and pollution, it would perhaps be the best thing.
The’ Fire Walking’ at Sri Mariamman Temple at Chinatown was a big event and hundreds of people watched the event with complete awe. This feats by ordinary mortals are a portrayal of what can be achieved, as long as one is determined.
The fun and festivities have just concluded, though decorations will stay, till past New Year, but more parts of the city will wear a new look. No matter where one is , nothing to beat homecoming notwithstanding the shroud of smog that welcomed, on landing in Delhi. How I wish we could sensitize people to make this one life time as beautiful as many other parts of the world have achieved. Zindagi, I have a lot of hope to see my beautiful country move on a path, where everyone will fall in love with it instantly.We have people who respect women and not treat them as objects of desire.
Thank You, Zindagi for giving me an opportunity to flavor some lovely moments that exist in our world.Let us all celebrates each festival regardless of our religion or cultural background.with gusto.
PS:“I am writing a letter to life for the #DearZindagi activity at BlogAdda”