Diwali

I spent in Diwali Indian style.
I was invited to "Raj's" house. The evening started off decorating the steps of the computer centre with rows of little candles. It looked nice once we were finished. Then we brought out the fireworks. The next hour or two were spent playing with fireworks. I won't go into it for the sake of my parents but I was quite proud that the biggest explosions were from mine. Anyhow, the evening resulted in Raj getting his hand blown up by cunningly holding onto a firework and lighting it. He had to go to hospital.
The walk back to his house was like a mine field. There were bombs exploding everywhere. Little boys were aiming fireworks a at people and into sheds with people inside.
Raj got back home, smothered his hand in potato and went to hospital, so I was left alone in the local egg shop by myself. I watched the family light the candles and let them feed me. (Literally feed me). Then there was surprisingly little else to do so I watched a Hindi serial about the God Krishna which was a masterpiece.