During the afternoon, it was deceptively quiet out there. Not even the call of a vegetable man.
But it was coming.
My street was already lit up in expectation for what was coming.
In the evening the neighbors lit their candles to light the way to their homes.
The houses hung with lights, the streets and skies alive with firecrackers.
Diwali is Delhi's biggest party.
But it was coming.
My street was already lit up in expectation for what was coming.
In the evening the neighbors lit their candles to light the way to their homes.
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