Tradition

Tradition is an important word, an important noun, something that defines my life -as it would yours, despite gender, age, nationality, religion. I realized this a coupla nights ago, watching How I met your Mother. The episode about “Wrestlers vs Robots” (Season 5, episode 22). Barney prematurely used the term, branding a first time event the group was going to do as a Tradition. And at the end, the event did become after all. And yes the everyone did drift away every now and then, but they never missed “Wrestlers vs Robots” cos it was tradition.

And THAT’S the thing about tradition, I realized. My and Vinita’s pact that Christmas is our thing, our tradition that we always will spend it together. Even sitting and wondering at times if we will be able to go on with it as we go on with our lives, and which is why the tradition is important. It makes sure that we meet up on Xmas and keep the tradition alive. We mused even, holi & Diwali, birthdays and anniversarys, New year celebration, are for family. Christmas is for us.

Strangely this all happened very close to Diwali (which is today), made me observe people around me, everyone running home for Diwali. It’s a tradition, every family spends Diwali- or their version of Diwali - together. Even my renegade nerd brother abided by it. He even gave us a special appearance today by being there at the Pooja, and staying thru the entire Aarti. Knowing him, would not been a big enough of a blasphemy for him to walk off during it! But he didn’t. Its Diwali. Its family. Its tradition.

Happy Diwali :)