over the bridge, under the flyover, past huge whalish trucks. people shoaling and schooling towards their destinations. i feel like a fish today, trapped in the mumbai rains...my body tempratures changing (like a fish) as my rikshaw moves from rainy to sunny to rainy areas of this overflowing marine museum.
Lights!!
Imagine, a diwali when all Indians spend all their "firecracker" budget on diyas and candles and string lights. Imagine a diwali where the competition is not about who's dad buys the loudest crackers, but about whose mum makes the most beautiful rangoli. Imagine a diwali when india's seniors and india's animals are not fighting to breathe. Imagine every dark corner of the street, society, building and home, lit up. A night when no girl has to fear walking through a dark ally. A diwali when each and every town gifts the joy of light to just one small village. Now imagine a diwali when india's children come together and resolve to make diwali,truly the festival of lights. A diwali when everyone would step out and admire the lights in every home. Now imagine that one night of nation wide celebration. . . Celebrating not just our culture, but our future. That would be the diwali that would make every Indian proud. That would be the diwali when India would ...
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