All the players turned up at the meet & greet session and signed my Chelsea jersey, except for you. I was devastated that the jersey was incomplete without your signature, so I rushed back to the hotel after the game against Malaysia XI hoping to at least catch a glimpse of you.
And there you were walking, when I started yelling “JT, please sign my jersey” numerous times, hoping to catch your attention. You walked straight to me, and signed my kit right below the crest. I was gobsmacked! Mr. Chelsea, the best captain in our history just signed my jersey!
Thanks for giving everything to the club, even when you were written off and ridiculed countless times. You truly are the Captain, Leader & Legend of this club, and we love you dearly. You are, and always will remain as one of us.
Happy birthday, John Terry.
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Celebrating away from home
As I sit down here thinking what to write, I find myself reminiscing on the past, remembering all the best Deepavali celebrations I’ve had throughout my entire life.
It’s an annual tradition for my family to have an open house as we invite our relatives and friends over to feast on my mother’s amazing cooking, try some of her sweet, spicy, crunchy and tasty delicacies, and just enjoy the company of everyone else in the house.
It really is a joyful occasion that’s incredibly close to my heart. And one that I dearly appreciate, simply cause of the history and tradition the festival presents.
As far as I can remember, I’ve been inviting my friends over on Deepavali every year without failing. There’s just something about calling old and new friends over to my place and let them taste my mom’s cooking as they mingle with one another that just makes me feel so satisfied. It’s something that I can never seem to be able to explain till today, as I find myself inviting friends over to wherever I live even here in the States.
I still remember how I felt like part of the spirit was taken away when my sister left to study abroad. It just didn’t feel complete, not seeing all of us waking up and getting oil massage from my mom before dressing up in new clothes as we all head to the temple together. For those years that my sister wasn’t around, I felt like something was missing and I prayed that we’ll be celebrating the occasion together as one whole happy family once again.
Soon enough, my sister was done with her studies abroad and returned home, and we were all together, celebrating as one big happy family once again. It was truly blissful.
But that only lasted a year, cause the very next year I left to further my studies in USA.
I still remember how my first Deepavali away from home was. I had two of my university best friends watching 3 Idiots while having some microwaved Indian food. It was small and meaningful, and we started calling ourselves the 3 Idiots of our school since then.
However, when I returned to sleep in my dorm, that feeling of homesickness started crawling in and I was left in tears. I tried hard to hold back when I was skyping with my family back home. I knew that was just the first out of a series of Deepavali that I wouldn’t be celebrating back home.
My second Deepavali abroad was much better, as I called on a bunch of my friends over for a nice potluck lunch open house. I was living in a big and beautiful house back then, so it really was a nice celebration.
And now, this would be the third Deepavali that I’m celebrating away from home. I guess I’m emotionally a lot stronger than I was two years ago. I’m living in a much smaller apartment, but I’ve invited my friends over for tea to celebrate the occasion. Along with the sweet and spicy delicacies from the only Indian store in Daytona Beach, I’m planning to prepare some fish curry and serve it with paratha (roti canai) with the help of some awesome friends.
It’s become somewhat of a tradition to have open houses when this day arrives. And although there wouldn’t be the same comfort and variety of food as we had last year, I believe that it’s the spirit and company that makes Deepavali what it is, a bright, beautiful, colorful and happiness-filled Festival of Lights.
To everyone back home and all around the world, Happy Deepavali! :)
This post is dedicated specially to those of you who have to celebrate Deepavali - or any other festival that’s been a family tradition - away from home.
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