By S.T. Ravi Kumar
Lamps filled with oil and a cotton wick is lit. The wick burns itself with the help of oil to spread light to encounter darkness. A beautiful reddish yellow light stays stubborn in the battleship of air. It battles with the passing by winds, dancing, twisting, vanishing for a second, fluttering to stay lit. The diyas are peaceful representations of purity and good luck and also an invitation to Goddess Lakshmi into our living places. The city glows in the glory of peace. Spreading the love around, in the form of gifting sweets.
