Eid Diwali at the Mawr

Most of first year, I couldn’t help but feel that as an international student who was in this part of the world for only four (now three) short years, I didn’t make nearly enough use of my proximity to Philadelphia. I would go into the city every few weeks with some friends to run some errand and catch a bite, but would rarely stick around to explore the city.

This semester, thankfully, I have fewer complaints of that sort. The major reason is that this semester I actually have a journalism class at Penn so going into the city once a week is a must anyway.

This is what I was missing out on.
This is what I was missing out on.

The other reason is that this time around, I’ve also made more of an effort to be a part of stuff happening around campus itself. For the current year, I am treasurer of the newly renamed South Asian Students (SAS) affinity group and this weekend, in collaboration with the Muslim Students Association (MSA), we held our annual Eid-Diwali Dinner.

There is much merry making in this picture.
There is much merry making in this picture.

After a week of frantic organizing, form submitting, playlist making, and catering deciding, it was finally the day of the event.

Our deepest fears went unrealized and the turnout was larger than we expected.

I am pretty sure the food had something to do with it.

Yes, that is the line for the food.
Yes, that is the line for the food.

After everyone was full and sated, they made it to the front of the hall, which was turned into an impromptu dance floor.

I was too busy having fun so I stopped taking pictures, but this is exactly what it looked like.
I was too busy having fun so I stopped taking pictures, but this is exactly what it looked like.

Once the night had wound down and we all made our way back to our rooms, out of sheer serendipity, I discovered my dorm, Erdman, was hosting the Night Owls acapella concert.

Concert in Halloween costumes. Perfection.
Concert in Halloween costumes. Perfection.

A friend and myself caught the tail end of the concert and a frighteningly good rendition of Sam Smith’s “Stay With Me.”

Finally, as if one stroke of luck wasn’t enough, Saturday night saw daylight savings hours being implemented which meant I got a whopping nine hours of sleep.

Best deal of the day.
Best deal of the day.

Pretty sweet Saturday I’d say.