Deepavali and its exuberance
As I watch the skies light up with the exploding Deepavali firecrackers, hear their loud reports and smell the sulfur burning inside them, I'm reminded that our own lives are often just as fleeting as these firecrackers. We shine brilliantly for but a minute in this universe's great timeline, and within that minute grow up, grow older, find love, discover heartbreak , then find lasting love once again, and then we begin writing our own last chapters and in the end go out finally with barely a hoarse whisper unlike the exuberant bang of these firecrackers. To good lives lived well and loud as we will all be silenced in the end.
