It is Dussera and the roads are full of orange flowers. Everyone wants torans for their homes, cars, workplaces.
The saffron wave is a delight to the eyes. And behind these saffron strings are women who work day and night collecting mango leaves and marigolds and preparing the torans.
As I bend down to click one of them , she giggles and bursts into laughter.
“Didi, why are you clicking me?”
Before I could answer her mother says ” Because you are helping your mom out”.
I don’t know what to say now.
I buy the toran , show her pics and my eyes capture her unforgettable smile 🙂