29 October, 2016, 12:00 am
WE were having our usual basin of yaqona at home with relatives from Vanuabalavu when the talk went to Diwali.
One old-timer wasn’t part of the conversation.
He was looking at all the firecrackers lighting up the dark skies in Waiyavi.
And when asked about the festival of lights again he pointed to his ears.
‘Na cava?” ( What do you want).
Someone asked him in the vernacular, “What does the festival of lights mean to you?”
He pulled out some cotton wool from his ears and asked again, “Na cava?”
We all laughed as he plugged his ears again with the cotton wool. Well back home in Lomaloma the only noise is the breaking of the surf on the reef.