Like it all just began much before the dawn
while a layer of dark awaited hastily for the
curtains of day light to be raised, for a special day
like how my family assembled outdoors
for a herb flavoured oil massage, while
the charcoal and copper aromatic water felt rejuvenating
like little rabbits, we children and adults had the holy bath
lit several oil diyas, folded hands before the supreme
and settled in for the preparation, festival of lights
like, of days when the satellite reach was limited
social plug ins being "meeting and greeting" each other
festivity vibes connected entire town, by hugs, smiles and warmth
like the times we kids settled by the doorsteps
boxes filled with colourful crackers and poppers
very air of the town felt the vibes, the sounds of the crackers
like there was no stopping, by the dusk
the colourful sparklers would grace the sky
children's laughter were heard far away across many houses
like the best festivity spirits flickered, everyone showed up
with colourful outfits, authentic food and infectious love
the festive vibes united us, sculptured us into a pure human
like those days of the Deepawali, our childhood saw
are there any today? hard to match the past
for now, the vibes are passed on "online" alas!
like it all happened then, it may not happen now
yet we cleanse our energies, our nestles
we still dress up, pray, eat and meet people
like it all happened then, it may not happen now
the crackers box shrunken, skies darker
love sprawls on the social plug ins only online
yet , it is the festival. It is all here.
We still follow all the practices, we pray
only the times have switched faces.
Happy Deepawali everyone.
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