Yay! I’m so happy, my mum and youngest sister have arrived in India to celebrate Rohan’s first Diwali with us! We will also be having Rohan’s naming ceremony this week, so busy busy busy! It’s so lovely for Rohan (and my husband and I) to have so many family members around, which is rare if you find yourself in an international marriage.
Argh, I am just so excited! It feels like Christmas, and I guess Diwali comparable to Christmas. The biggest festival of the year and celebrated with family and fairy lights.
It’s one of the things you have to do at least once in your life, celebrate Diwali in India! I can’t wait for my mum and sister to experience the festival of light. My mum has always loved fireworks, I don’t think I can prepare her for how spectacular they are going to be. Diwali is magical, that’s the best adjective I can think of to describe it. Thousands of twinkling lights, from the pavements covered in diyas (clay oil lamps), to the sky full of sparkle.
The downside is the noise and the pollution, thanks to those fireworks. I will never forget Alfonso hiding in the pleats of my saree last year, scared of the booms and bangs (he is usually pretty fearless). The moments of dazzling joy, sadly leave a blanket of smoke, hovering eerily above the ground. Therefore, we are going to have to keeps Rohan inside, we’ve also bought him some baby ear protectors (US, UK, India).
Rohan wont’ be able to enjoy the fireworks (we are only ever spectators) but we are going to stock up on the fairy lights for the house, which he absolutely loves! It’s so lovely to have my mum and youngest sister here. I don’t even want to think about Diwali ending and their flights back to the U.K.