Yesterday was Diwali-the festival of lights, one of my favorite festivals ever and this is the time when I miss India most.
I remember my childhood, waking up early in the morning, praying together, eat lots of sweets and savory snacks made by mom, draw gorgeous rangolis, go to them temple, visit family and light up crackers at night.
New York is not the same- no family, no sweets and snacks, no crackers. All I got is my rangoli!
Happy Diwali everybody