Dussehra has always been the biggest indication that festive season is here! It starts from Dussehra where the essence of sweet makes your mouth filled with water, shopping for new stuff from accessories, clothes, electronics and many other assets.
Dussehra is a celebration of listing bad evil over good and kind deeds which you all know, but the enthusiasm and the excitement of wishing our loved ones, spending quality time with loved ones is probably the best way to enjoy this day. But today do we really get to spend the time the way we want? I know most versions of the answer would be wanted but not able to.
Rather than cribbing about it, people have adapted to different ways of making themselves happy. In our country there are various ways in which Dussehra is celebrated, at one place you would see the statue of Ravan being set on fire in the form of Ramlila procession, at some place there is Bommai Golu where dolls of god and goddess are being put out to display, at some place there is Durga Pooja and while at some there are beats of Garba that makes your feet to dance!
Apart from all of this people have started to celebrate this festival with the people that have become an integral part of their life. Such as with colleagues, daily helpers, or people who actually make our life easy by handling our day-to-day stuff. Being a Mumbaikar I have been witnessing this for the past few years and today I just thought of penning it down.
Wishing and spreading positive vibes is a common phenomenon but celebrating it in a transport system through which you commute daily might be a rare thing to observe if you are not a Mumbaikar. Because I have never heard of or seen the Delhi Metro, buses of Bangalore or any other cities transportation ways being decorated with confetti, garlands of flowers and various other decorative items. If it does please make me aware of this in the comments.
In the financial capital of India, Mumbaikars dress them in the utmost beautiful traditional attires, pairing it with (orange Safa) Mahrashtrian style turban. Just not this, even the local train is also decorated from in and out. Before the train departs from the very first station people get down at the platform to wish each other, including the loco pilot, they tie garlands on the windows as well as on the front and back face of the train.
Yesterday, I witnessed this all in a very exclusive way. Where the Safa- Wala (the person who makes others wear turban) was being called at the station, and everyone from Ticket Checkers, RPF officials, drivers, and daily commuters were seen gearing up themselves in Orange Safa. It was such a happy and exciting scene to watch. This was not it, when the train departed there was the next level of happening aura in the train.
There was no place to stand. Being Monday morning everybody needed to go to their workplace, some were immersed in their Monday blues and among all of this there was happiness in celebrating the festival with the ones who make our lives better and are our family outside our home.
There was the distribution of snacks among the groups, everyone being notorious for tasting the snacks and clicking photos. While men were busy singing lullabies, ladies were adjusting their ornaments, sarees and their accessories trying to post their best and sharing the happy vibes with each other.
I travel for around 45 minutes daily and pretty much every day I see this chaos of people fighting, smashing each other to get inside the train. But yesterday there was nothing like people didn’t fight instead all were like get in quickly we need to start celebrating and enjoy the festive.
This turned out to be one of the sweetest memories of Dussehra celebration. Tell me yours in the comments waiting to strike some common memories about Dussehra.
By the way, Happy Dussehra!
Kill the evil urge inside you and lighten up your life with positive deeds. Let the world be a better place to live…
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