We spend days getting ready for Diwali. We scrub every hidden corner, repaint the walls, string fresh marigolds at the entrance, and light diyas until the whole house glows. We do all of this to make our homes feel welcoming and worthy.
Yet, while our living rooms are spotless, our minds are busy carrying a ‘lambi’ wishlist.
Before Maa Lakshmi even steps through the door, we point straight to the business that needs to grow, the long-overdue salary hike, the EMI that eats into our savings, and the future that keeps us up at night. Without realising it, we treat her less like a beloved guest and stand at the doorstep, thali in hand, essentially asking, “Aap hamaare liye kya laayi ho?”
Imagine flipping the script this time.
What if, when the brass bell rings and the flames flicker on Diwali night, our first instinct isn’t to hand over a demands list, but to simply look around and say ‘thank you’?
Look at the dinner table, as it has always had food. Look at the kids, healthy, safe, and laughing in the next room. Look at the work that keeps us going, which may not have made us wealthy, but puts clothes on our back and takes care of the people who rely on us.
Even that monthly EMI we complain about is just the price we pay for a home that protects us every single day.
