Festive Galore



The festive season has come and the excitement is palpable. The streets are beautifully decorated with colorful lights and images for the Pujas. The thematic pandals are almost ready and the beautiful idols of the goddess are done. Entire city is lighted in the evenings and throbbing with the festive fervor. The shopping spree of the netizens is in full spree and season sales in malls is on the go. Everyone is dressed up for the occasion and ready to start the fun. Corporates have colorful dress code this week for employees to add on to the team spirit and pujas’ cheer.

We too had a similar color themed dress code for this entire week. It was interesting. I would get up in the morning and search for any yellow, green or blue colored outfit to wear for the respective day. We friends would then click selfies during lunch hour and have a good long photo shoot. It was fun. We felt pampered. There was a variety of sweet stalls in the food court area- lip smacking dishes bothdesi and exotic ones. We had desert every day after lunch this week.

As everyone has taken leave to visit their hometowns the next week, I too have taken leaves. We would go to our village, visit relatives, eat delicacies and enjoy ourselves among near and dear ones.
Happy Asthami !!



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