It was a dark and frosty evening, the sort of when your mind tries to switch off, otherwise you would be too aware of the omnipresent cold. But my mind was working overtime, I was dancing (yes, dancing!) on the icy streets, dressed up in black long coat and 3 inch heeled boots, snow all around me. The coat was open, the scarf dangling.
I was going to a Diwali night of light in a theatre in Krakow, my city of magic.
It was the first time I ever heard of celebration of light. My senses were full of colour, music, light and flavours I tasted for the first time. I don't remember when I got back home, but I couldn't sleep. I wanted to watch and read and learn more about this beautiful culture.
Some time later I watched my first Bollywood movie -Kabhi Khushi Kabhie Gham. And again I felt happy.

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