“Moments” – yes that’s what describes the contentment of living a life…I sometimes wonder as a child growing up in northeastern part of India, among all the political and social problems where luxuries were a myth, we looked for happiness in small things. Whether its winning a marble match or the sound of dambroo by the son papri vendor. My first bicycle or the greeting card gifted by the most beautiful girl in the world. Which one should I rate in the top? Hmm! Pretty difficult. What was the one constant cause of happiness or a smile for years? What was the one reason that halted the most important work? What was the reason that most of my friends missed their dates, those days?
November 1989, India was celebrating Diwali, the festival of lights. Crackers, Diya’s and beautiful lights all over the country as we celebrate Bhagwan Ram’s return…
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