For me, Guru Nanak Jayanti begins before sunrise — the cold November air, kirtan drifting down a quiet lane, and rows of diyas glowing outside the gurdwara while the neighbourhood slowly wakes up. That is the feeling I wanted these prompts to capture: the calm, warm light of a morning spent in prayer, in seva,…
For me, Chhath is the most quietly powerful festival I know. No loud music, no idol, no priest standing between you and the prayer — just a devotee standing in the river at sunset, a bamboo soop full of thekua and fruit in their hands, and the sun slowly going down over the water. It…
For me, Lohri has always been the festival that makes winter feel warm. Lohri falls on Wednesday, 13 January 2027, the evening before Makar Sankranti, and I wait for it every year the way I wait for the first proper winter evening. The bonfire is lit in the open, the cold air smells of wood…
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