We got up early today and all went to Sevni together to hang out with my family. On the way, my nephew threw out a AA battery out of the window because the cell did not work anymore. Before I could stop him, it was gone. In India, people throw any items out of a moving vehicle. It could be any type of garbage. But as we all know, improper disposal of batteries will cause long term damage to our environment, and to the lives of those living in the polluted areas. In Sevni, we had everyone there, from my dad’s sister and husband, her 3 kids: Maya (of Saroli) and her husband and 2 kids; Jitubhai (of Chattanooga Tennessee) and his wife and their one kid; and Gurubhai (of Canada) and his wife was on her way from Toronto when the bomb scare happened in Amsterdam so she would not get to India until the next day. The next day was my nephews 'babri' (first haircut). A special Hindu ceremony is performed. I was so excited to attend, but unfortunately I had to get out of town back to Mumbai for my flight and to pick up my dear friend’s wedding duppata (veil) . So I did not get to stay for the babri. After eating fresh nasta (morning snacks), we had to head back to my grandparent’s village. On our way back to Rajpura, my other Fuwa (uncle) took us to Bardoli where we ran some errands. That night we prepped for our journey back. The village was alive. There was a wedding about to happen that night. The boy had come from America to marry a girl from my village. (It’s the current trend) The village was so excited for the wedding. People were dancing and in good spirits. I went outside to watch it, and it was stunning. There was horse and carriage, and people dancing. Fireworks blared.