I never thought of not celebrating Diwali. It just didn’t feel right. This wasn’t my way of remembering Amma. For the last 20 years, we’ve welcomed friends (both Desi and Non-Desi) into our home, and Amma was always part of the celebration through letters, emails, phone conversations, and later, video calls.
This year was the same in many ways. Friends gathered, enjoyed the food and conversation, talked about Amma, and checked in on me. Throughout the evening, Someone was always around, asking about my family, sisters, and Papa, and sharing memories of Amma. She was here in 2006 for Diwali, and I am so grateful she got to see my village.
Unlike previous years, I kept things simple this time; the food was vegetarian, yet enough to feed everyone well. My sisters and I talked in the morning, and hearing Papa sound better was comforting.
Ajey recovering from his ankle fracture and surgery, is home and having him around made it even better. He had a great time chatting with everyone. Anand came out to greet everyone and then retired to his room for the night. Since it was Friday, everyone could relax and stay longer.
I’m grateful to have friends who understand my grief and surround me and my family with warmth and care.
A ikat Patola for Diwali, A gift from a friend.
