This Diwali was very significant in a couple of ways. First it was my last Diwali as a maiden. Secondly, my dad who had accompanied me to Pune during my return journey, and also stayed with me for 7 days, had just left. So along with the joy of a festival ringing in, I was sad that my father had left for my hometown Kolkata early that week. Still as Raj Kapoor had once said: The Show must go on.
The festival of lights is celebrated with great fervour in Pune, more so because it is one of the most important festivals of the natives. Coupled with this, the innumerable crackers bursted in every nook and corner of the city, makes the ambience extremely lively and full of joie de vivre.
This year Diwali was observed on Oct 19. However, Kali Puja, an essentially Bengali festival was on Oct 17. Like each year, I lit lamps in my home and lit a beautiful electric light (much like a Mangal Deep, used to do aarti) near the small temple in my room. Then I wore a sari as I had to go to the Kirkee Kali Temple to offer prayers for it was Kali Puja.
Kali Puja is observed to celebrate the victory of the good over the evil and to diminish the devil residing in each of us. On this day, most Bengali ladies fast throughout the day and eat the bhog or prasad of the Goddess at night, after offering prayers. I did not keep a fast though, but nevertheless I went to the Kali Temple at Kirkee to celebrate the festival and to offer prayers. It was a nice experience altogether at the temple, where my friends Subarna and Aniket had come. We chatted for a brief while and later enjoyed the lovely crackers being bursted at the small ground in the front of the temple.
The puja ended at 12:45 am in the night, followed by the bhog distribution. When we reached home it was 1:30am. But it seemed that the evening was yet to reach it's peak... shaam abhi jawaan lag rahi thi!!!
The festival of lights is celebrated with great fervour in Pune, more so because it is one of the most important festivals of the natives. Coupled with this, the innumerable crackers bursted in every nook and corner of the city, makes the ambience extremely lively and full of joie de vivre.
This year Diwali was observed on Oct 19. However, Kali Puja, an essentially Bengali festival was on Oct 17. Like each year, I lit lamps in my home and lit a beautiful electric light (much like a Mangal Deep, used to do aarti) near the small temple in my room. Then I wore a sari as I had to go to the Kirkee Kali Temple to offer prayers for it was Kali Puja.
Kali Puja is observed to celebrate the victory of the good over the evil and to diminish the devil residing in each of us. On this day, most Bengali ladies fast throughout the day and eat the bhog or prasad of the Goddess at night, after offering prayers. I did not keep a fast though, but nevertheless I went to the Kali Temple at Kirkee to celebrate the festival and to offer prayers. It was a nice experience altogether at the temple, where my friends Subarna and Aniket had come. We chatted for a brief while and later enjoyed the lovely crackers being bursted at the small ground in the front of the temple.
The puja ended at 12:45 am in the night, followed by the bhog distribution. When we reached home it was 1:30am. But it seemed that the evening was yet to reach it's peak... shaam abhi jawaan lag rahi thi!!!




