Here comes the humming of a bee
Like a bubbling water sprouts
Festivities, in minds and hearts
Colorful bazaar and heavy bags
Goods for the middle class and
Sack full of happiness for others
The playful soul roams in the chariot of goodness
Reflecting on a festive journey filled with memories and growth
Values from generations, passed on it
It escapes a tradition to surpass.
Festival of lights and the sun will soon follow the blessings in the heart
Pocket full of sweets
For the little ones
New clothes adored especially by them
With the dreamy eyed past
Waiting for the green and red blessings
These festivals are ambience of glowing rays
Before the season of chilled days
Foreheads walking ahead of time
The time of oldness, ticking like the received blessings.
Beginning of festivity, for ten days to last
No dismay from it to pass.
It comes to all
How they are
No exaggeration to impart.
