353: A lonely Diwali

One more Diwali without lights, crackers or fun! Wonder when I’ll have a family with whom I can enjoy the day with. It’s on holidays and special festive days like this…that I become most nostalgic ‘bout my childhood….and the days spent frolicking in gay abandon. She invited me to her home to spend Diwali with her family, but I was a bit hesitant. Don’t remember what excuse I offered, but I spent the day at home…with the dull booms of crackers permeating through the closed windows. Sat for a while on my balcony…watching the skies light up with multi-colored hues and pyrotechnic displays.

Spoke to K several times on the phone…and felt even more miserable that I wasn’t there sharing the fun with her. This is one of the few times I felt so alone, so much wanting to be part of a complete family…