Just days before I was lamenting to Alfred how the spirit of Deepavali is not the same as how it used to be when we were kids. I still remember my dad buying back some sparklers and the excitement we felt when we get to swirl it and admire the sparks coming out of it. To our delight, our neighbor, Mughil called us to join him for some fireworks-time. Svadhi didn’t flinch with all the blasting and popping of the fireworks – brave girl! We are so happy to be part of this happening neighborhood!
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