Both of us had selected a simple yet beautiful design, we got lots of color powders so we could make our rangoli look more attractive. We stay on the first floor but thought we'l have our rangoli in front of the gate but unfortunately it was raining so we dropped the idea of designing it there and ultimately decided to have it in front of the door.
We started our rangoli on the eve of diwali, so it'l be there from the start of the day. With the day's work sis-in-law was all tired and I wasn't feeling well, so our enthu had almost gone but still we wanted the rangoli. Somehow managed to do something with the colors and proudly called it as "our rangoli" (we anyways knew how bad it was).
Here came diwali, we welcomed our friends and relatives and were busy serving and having sweets. And came my niece (2-1/2 yrs old), happy and excited and showed her new dress (She looked cutteee). I took the broom to clean the room where bits of papers had fallen and left it as got involved in chatting with an aunt and saw my niece take the broom which was longer than her height. I felt like a proud aunt to see her cute niece doing some work. And in no time I hear my mom call me. When i went out, my sweetheart was very nicely cleaning my rangoli off. Had mixed feelings, of shock, anger, helplessness, cry and a voice that said "how sweet". When I asked her "what are you doing?" she replied with a lil fear in her voice "Am cleaning the place". Who cannot love her for that... My sweetheart had again won my heart.. :)
