Hanging laterns on heights
Turning on those braided bands of light...
The scent of sweets all around
And a flush of colours on the ground
Surprises and loaded smiles,
And blessings spreading a feeling so divine!
Tradition it is, we say...
The tradition of overloaded ecstacy,
The tradition of inside-out beauty...
Reminscense it is...
Of folklore and mighty fables,
Of the stories of homecoming of worshipped angels...
And what follows next is the ambrosia...
From mouth to heart!
Filling up hearts and craving bellies as well!
Diwali it is we say...
Our festival...
Our tradition...
Our happiness!
Diwali it is ... We say!
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