‘Tis the last festivities of the year before the curtain falls on a very difficult decade of my life. If you are a regular here, you’d realize the secular nature of my upbringing. As a child, I loved Diwali as much as I looked forward to Christmas. Studying in a convent meant we’d practice for carols, stage plays, and get to come to school in colored clothes. We’d even get a pepsicola or a munch or the fanciest chocolate available in the market that year. It also meant the we’d have holidays for a week, but the new year meant mid-terms. I still look forward to the crib, and I spend time back home to ring in the new. As a miniature lover, I will be posting more pictures of my ideal Christmas feast in the days to come.