This Deepavali was one of the most elaborate ones I have had in the last few years. We had 3 different parties- one for close family friends, another for my ex-students and a third for the rest of our friends. All 3 were simply wonderful because of the friendship and love that surrounded us.
Terence, Chwee Ling, her son Kai Yang, my son Rishi and I enjoyed the sparklers a lot. In fact that is practically the only thing you can do here because firecrackers are banned. I am all for this, because firecrackers are responsible for many deaths in India every Deepavali. But a part of me yearns for the lights and noise of a traditional Indian Deepavali.
Mrs V & Mr V!
Here’s the whole family- Rishi, Mr V, Mrs V and Arjun.
I know it looks as if we were the only ones there, but really there were loads of people. You’ll just have to take my word for it! I wish we had a better backdrop than a dreary grey HDB void deck, but it can’t be helped. My house is much prettier in photographs but I don’t dare risk lighting sparklers in it. We do a massive cleanup each time we light sparklers, to avoid messing up the void deck.
If you would like to know more about Deepavali- the stories behind the festival, how it is celebrated in different parts of India and what its true significance is, click on the link below. I urge you to take the chance to find out as much as you can about festivals that are celebrated by various races in Singapore. If we all do this, we might be able to move beyond the mere interracial tolerance that we have now, and achieve true understanding and appreciation.