Maahey, Jackie and all others

While I celebrated Diwali with gusto (read lots of fircrackers for gusto) when I was in India, I have to say I haven't paid it much attention in London. This year, however, a member of staff of mine, who comes from Punjab, invited me to his house for a Diwali lunch (today in fact). In between the shifts of our working day, of course. So for the first time in some years, I had a well-cooked (home-cooked) Indian feast for lunch, along with the obligatory sweets (and had a Whisky thrust on me - I suppose alos obligatory if your the 'boss' and visiting one of your employees' homes in India). And right now the night sky over the Thames is being peppered with a variety of fireworks, not competition for the really big ones on Guy Fawkes night, but a lovely accompaniment to the end of our shift anyway.

So a happy Diwali (or Deepavali, if you prefer the Sanskrit original) to all. Rama and Sita have returned from exile and Ayodhya is rejoicing.

cheer

the sunshine warrior