Life can be funny sometimes; it has been well over a year since Sus and I left India but she had to make a trip back this week. I opted to stay put, not sure my recently recovered introverted sensibilities are quite ready for the sensory assault, especially since India is on the eve of Diwali.
Diwali is a celebration of light and the culmination of a series of holidays, each represented by a Hindu deity and spanning weeks if not months. Diwali is the big bang of the holiday season and always reminded me of an amalgamation of Thanksgiving, Christmas, New Year’s Eve and just a pinch of Halloween all rolled into one giant event. It is magical, like all festivities that celebrate light, and caused me to develop a giddy love for Diya’s. A Diya is simply a tea-light sized votive (lamp) and they can be ornate or simple and I am infatuated with them. I like them old school and simple. Hand-shaped clay ready for some sort of oil and a cotton wick.
In honor of Diwali, the four years I lived in India and Sus’ recent trip I am sharing photos of India…
All photos taken by Pamela Dunning with a Nikon 5200 during a sojourn in India.