If you lived in my building, you’d get the following bits of Easter Goodness delivered to your doorstep today.

When I lived in Bombay, there was a really nice tradition that went around the Apartment colony we lived in, where friendly neighbors would hand out bits of goodness pertaining to their religious festivals. The Hindu neighbours would shower us with Indian sweets for Diwali, the Muslim neighbours would give us giant bowls full of Biriyani (which were DELICIOUS I might add), and the Christian neighbours would hand out fruitcake and pies for Christmas, and Chocolate and Marzapan eggs for Easter.

I was talking to an old friend from Bombay the other day, who said this tradition still happens in her colony, where neighbours have known each other for years and years.

Unfortunately though, in Delhi’s “Rent an apartment for a year” society, neighbours dont really get to know each other. Not to mention people are probably more suspicious of each other here, than anywhere else in the world (with good reason too).So something like this can be quite… foreign to some folks here.

So I figured, why not start a tradition while i can afford to live in this apartment, by handing out trays of Easter Goodness to my neighbours this morning. The reactions I got were quite fun to be honest.

My next door neighbour met me with intense suspicion, grabbing the tray, emptying it in his kitchen and returning it back only with a couple grunts, while I tried desperately to explain to him in terrible Hindi that today’s Easter and I’m spreading ‘Easter Goodness‘ around, while noticing his wife stealthily peeking out from a room across the hall.

Yeah, my next door neighbours frighten me immensely. Whenever I open my balcony door, they open theirs, and its the same situation with my front door. HOW ARE THEY DOING THIS!

My neighbour downstairs was all smiles and joy, since he just became a Father yesterday, and was about to rush back to the Hospital after making sure things at home were duly prepared. Nice fella, my downstairs neighbours.

My neighbour on second floor wasnt at home, so no goodies for him (atleast until its evening time and it gets less hot, I dont warn those chocolate eggs melting).

My landlord is possibly the nicest person I’ve met in Delhi so far, and he was so suprised by all of this that he invited me in for dinner with his family.

So yes, some very fun reactions all around. How was your Easter?