The Circle Of Lights And Darkness
I walk outside my flat, taking in the lights displayed on the window of my home. Tomorrow they will be taken down. Tomorrow, life will resume its usual hustle-bustle after a brief festive respite. After three days of the sounds of firecrackers bursting, the sudden silence feels strange. The occasional firecracker bursts every now and then, a reminder that somewhere, someone is sending off Diwali in style. Diwali has always been my favorite festival. I love its grandeur and opulence. Most of all, I love it for the lights. Come October, and the days suddenly turn shorter, with the sun setting as early as 5.30 in the evening and dusk arriving by 6. While I love winter and the cozy comfort it brings in its wake, I dread the dark days. Light is essential for me. As someone who sleeps at night with the lights on in the room, the early and dark evenings of winter aren’t exactly welcome. To add to it, the apartment where I live is the last building on a street with a dead-end. ...