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WE WANT NO DHOOM DURING DIWALI!!

A warm Namaste!

The festive season of Diwali is round the corner now! The mood of gaiety and mirth sets in... but so does that of noise well over the 100 dB limit, of pollution that leaves the healthiest breathless... Amidst all our joy who should come but 'much-desired' crackers!!

Year after year there are pamphlets published and presentations made on the side-effects of bursting crackers, of its treacherous root-cause, of the starving, trembling hands that sit down to making these weapons.. What does all of this seem to a practical citizen other than jargon and exaggeration? Nothing. There is no afterthought when messages on 'noise-free' Diwali are sent across.

If on your birthday, instead of celebrating with a party, you pooled in donations from your friends and personally visited an Anathashram, it would undoubtedly give you limitless joy. Perhaps it takes a lot to make that compromise of that 'once-in-a-blue-moon' day to work towards a cause. You go back to thinking of repenting not having had a blast with a choco pudding truffle or a cream pastry or a Cloud 9 pizza and a buzzing group of friends!

But at the end of the day you are doubtless content and happy, and the day is gone, and the good has been done, and people have been served.

The cracker-bursting-scenario is pretty much the same. Mellow the tempo down to adagio and you have all the trouble crumbling away like boondi ladoos! You can't deprive yourself of a treat on your birthday completely however 'big-hearted' a 'martyr' you may be, but you can surely cut it down threefold! You can surely think of the world on Diwali as well as your birthday and work towards making it a better place.
I promise you-  reduce bursting crackers today and today itself - and there will be no resentment and not a single sweat-pore-burst on your part.

All that will happen is that India- and the world- will become a better place.

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