Happy diwali

Sensing a ting of excitement in the air. A perpetually irked Mumbaikar is losing count to the smiling ones...bosses and wives are letting their grips loose and happiness seems to be sprinkling gently like the dew of the night...

With winter setting in, the day light is running faster than ever to pass on the baton to the night. The sun calls it a day and the city starts illuminating itself slowly…but there is something different about these lights of the night…the enlightening seems voluntary than compulsory…giving than delivering…desire than duty…

How I desire for a Diwali every month for that happiness…

Wishing you all a HAPPY DIWALI