At Diwali, Uncle would give me bundles of sparklers, flowerpots, chakras and special ladies' crackers. Once, when a misfired cracker burnt my fingers and burnt a hole in my new Diwali silk skirt, Mom told me to stay home , but the throbbing in my fingers was less painful than my longing to go out and burst the remaining crackers. Fortunately, I had Uncle on my side.
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