While the land I grew up in is celebrating Pongal , the harvest festival in the South of India and offering prayers to the Sun God, I am finding new ways to scrape snow of my car wind shield, without getting frost bite. The contrast is what makes the memories sweeter.
Even if you have moved far away from the country you grew up in, you will FOREVER take a part of it with you, wherever you go.
Wishing each one of you, a very Happy Pongal, sharing my blog post from last year, for those of you who are interested in knowing the significance of the festival itself and what memories and joys it stirs in a cold cold land. Here it goes….