So with a lot of confusion on when the day is, we at home have finally decided that we would celebrate Deepavali at home tomorrow. Kinda weird but this year there was supreme confusion on when the day happened in our parts of the world. Ultimately I consoled myself saying, it didn’t matter when the good time was as long as you felt it in your heart to be happy. A piece of wisdom that I learnt from a fine lady years ago.
My mother-in-law was a wonderful woman. As with most moms who’d look forward to meeting their sons who came out here to study/work, she eagerly awaited the husband’s arrival from these parts every few months when he could make it. Once while I was still sitting back home, and he was due during January [Pongal/Sankranthi], which also coincides with his birthday, he couldn’t make it until late in the evening. The usual flight delays and riding 2 trains to arrive home got him all upset when he did land. Of course I was disappointed as that essentially cut down my spending time with him by 2 full days. Staying apart during the 1st year of marriage is hard, and it was down to 3 weeks once in 5 months. Thrice.
In any case, the whole day I sit there fuming yet understatedly quiet, coz young married daughters-in-law aren’t really supposed to go ranting and raving at their new beaus [that’s saved for later behind closed doors!] to the in-laws. MIL in the meanwhile had this quiet patient look, though her legs walked her up and down forever. Cell phones did not exist back then, so a call placed every couple of hours either by the husband or by us to the train station let us know where in transit he was.
Finally when he did arrive, it was past 9 pm. Father-in-law, a sedate professor teased his wife and son on how they missed the day and how disappointed she was. MIl not to be the one laying low snapped back at him “When my son comes in, it’s a festival. The calendar does not dictate me. So what if the world went past this date, he is here now and the celebrations start now. My happiness and the day is linked with his presence not by your Sun and Moon.”
Those were some fine lines. Nothing new, innovative or grand, extremely simple yet drives home quite the point. Most moms have said these and moms will continue to say it, I know I feel that way with my son.
Boy, I went on a trip there.
Anyways, yes, Happy Deepavali to all. We celebrate tomorrow coz my little munchkin is getting to become 100% alright from a viral, my son and daughter do not have any activity scheduled, and I have time to grocery shop and hopefully make a decent traditional meal, and end it with fireworks saved over from July 4th.