Yippeee! I did not burst crackers!

It's true! For the first time, I refused to light even a sparkler on the day of Deepavali. After a tiring 24-hour journey to Yeshwantpur in an over-crowded train that had those with RAC (Reservation Against Cancellation) status, Waiting List status and some even sneaked in unable to get a foothold in Unreserved bogies, it was so refreshing to see my baby nephew and play with him!

My first Diwali after marriage was special too. Two of my cousins visited Bangalore that day. Feast time for hubby and me at my parents' place! And loads of fun despite a cold Bangalore with winter playing its role to tee. On the next day, the day of worship, I lit lamps, prayed to Goddess Lakshmi, met my near and dear ones, went baby-visiting in Bangalore, and did everything that kept me on the move! But did not burst crackers!

When after the Deepavali pooja, my mother tried cajoling me into it, I managed an excuse and said if I did so, I would have to hang my head in shame. It worked! 

My mother seemed to understand. And I hopped off to meet more relatives!

But....but....cracker smoke did get to me even if I was not the culprit...smog and smoke managed to choke my lungs badly. Result: Am back at Mumbai with a bad cold.