Mother shook me gently. ‘Get up, Raju! It’s Ganesh Chaturthi today. We must go to the temple.’ ‘Oh! So, you’re going to make modaks, aren’t you, Mom? I love them!’ Even at twelve, I still loved Ganesh Chaturthi. Mom smiled. ‘Yes, yes. I’ll make plenty of them. You can eat as many as you want. Read more…