I hardly ever thought about festivals. I have been away from my family home since I was 17. Initially in India, far from family traditions and now in the US, especially so. This is the first time I am thinking of Diwali and its celebration. This is the first time I am missing the lights and the rangolis. Maybe, I will find my old kurtis from 2015 and try them on again today to revisit the festival of lights. To those sharing my nostalgia, here’s hoping the Diwali diyas of bygone days remind you of the goodness in the world.