Brightness of this Diwali was behind that smile.

Festival of light and Festival of the celebration of good upon evil that is what we call Diwali. The trending topic nowadays was the eco friendly Diwali that is not to burn cracker on this particular day, I'm already bored of crackers so I don’t burn much, not for the sake of eco friendly environment because there is already so much of pollution in India … one day can’t save that shit.

But for the sake of rituals we have to put some crackers in lakshmi pujan, so me and my sister we went to market for every ingredient of Diwali … and the real Diwali if anywhere to be seen is on the roads.

Bright lights adding beauty to every building, flaming of diyas and candles to gives a soothing pleasure every road circle filled with every possible thing it could be, you can see “masrufiyat” of every vendor.

You can see smiles of children with a big packet of crackers and their favourite sweets.

 Streets filled with many hard working vendors selling their products in brutal sunny weather with a smile on the face.

Their whole family on street side indulged in making of Diwali products, painting them, engraving those beautiful designs of those flowers which are never going to shower upon them, may be those ‘diyas’ they make don’t have enough oil to put them to flame.

Embarking each day with a hope that enough sale to be done that they could save for a satisfactory Diwali celebration. Their children had a refusal from their childhood, they are never meant to be played in grounds like other children do, and they are never asked to recognize their interest in particular field,

They are just treated as an extra earning hand as he or she is able to walk and speak, he is carrying the weight and she is handling his small brother in the side lap.

Me with my sister reached to the destined place, the crackers shop.

We were buying some stuff and there came two children with eyes filled with joy, Their cloths were dirty, Their face looked tiring, I assumed they were brother-sister, my every attention was upon them.

I could differentiate between the two pair of siblings, me and my sister and those two children , the sister among them asked the vendor

,”भईया यह कितने का है?”  pointing towards the smallest packet of all with the hope that that product comes under their purchasing power.

The packet comes with a single unit of thisseries (लड़ी)

Vendor breaks the anticipation of those two saying

“तीस रूपए का है"

 Hearing what vendor said the pair was a bit upset looking at each other murmuring something into the ears, the sister asked further

“भईया दस रुपए वाला नहीं है क्या?”

Both of them were feeling shy of asking this question but what else they could have done?

Likewise me too felt shy of my pointless luxurious life just because I was born in a family which can buy me such facilities.

I was feeling helpless, though I asked the vendor my total and he said 270

I asked him to give that packet to that duo standing next to us and add 30 rupees to my bill.

As I said this statement everyone looked at me like I have done such over blunder thing, the vendor, the customers but as the packet moved to their hand … I didn’t bothered about anyone.

The duo was looking at me and smiling, Smiling through the heart.

The vendor said to the boy

“भैया को थैंक यू तो बोल दे!”

The boy said thank you with a most shy manner with a deep curve smiling on the face.

And then the duo ran with each joyous step ahead.