And not just wishes, here's something for you:
Til Gul Ghya, Goad Goad Bola.
Home made til guls, by my mum with my only contribution of popping one til gul after another to confirm the taste. There's ample of them for each one of you, so please no fighting. :D
Vinanna, pick a handful of them for you, Whani and Baby J.
The breeze has already turned into a noisy wind which brings in with itself the smell of dried yellow leaves, dust and the sun which in turn paints a vivid picture of my school days, unit tests, fights with anna, playtime with friends and the countdown to Dhulivandan. AAh! The New Year, for me, has just begun!