The sun was making its steady descent on the horizon (because every story starts with a nod to the skies), casting its orange-yellow tint all over the streets. It was only a matter of minutes before the lanes and buildings were bathed in darkness, only to be lit up by fluorescent lights shimmering into life. I pulled up my socks, slid my feet into my grey shoes, tightened the lace and stepped out. Alas, this wasn’t an evening like any other, this happens only once a year! It is Deepavali!
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