Poem: Festival Season

When August rolls by, it’s the start of the festival season in the Hindu calendar. Hardly a couple of weeks go by without another festival.

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Festival Season

When the month of August comes around
That’s the time when festivals start to abound

It starts with the beautiful bonding between a brother and sister
That’s the festival of Raksha Bandhan, the bond strong and secure each year

The same day is the one day exclusively for the menfolk
Avani Avittam is what’s its called, not for the womenfolk

Then we celebrate the birth of the baby Krishna
Keep awake the whole night, just to welcome him, the one who is still an enigma

Then in a few weeks time it’s time to burst out the dhol and rain a cracker blaze
Because it’s time to welcome Lord Ganesh in our homes for the next eleven days

After that, its nine days of fun and frolic, getting together with your clique
When we pray to the various Goddesses in what’s called Navratri

The tenth day is when good triumphs over evil
That’s why it’s called Vijaya Dashami, the day where a fresh start is given a stamp of approval

Then starts the countdown to the biggest festival of the year
The festival of lights, the one that’s very dear

It’s the festival of lights aka Diwali which you await the whole year
New clothes checked, sweets and savouries start to appear

India is a land of festivals, the more the merrier
Because these festivals bring the family together,

It’s also a chance to get closer to your roots,
Because to know what you are helps to get to the future.

 

Poem: Time

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Time

Some days you fly past like you have wings, just like an athlete

Some days, it feels like molasses is stuck on your feet

Days are spent watching the clock,

But still, it seems that time is all about being in a block

Tick tock tick tock goes the clock

Marching onwards, without a stop

Sometimes I wish I could pause time

Letting me gather my memories, but that’s a paradigm

For time never stops for anyone

It’s an illusion to think it can be broken

So savour every moment of your life

Don’t let time lead you to strife

 

Poem: Faith

lord2bganeshaIshtadev is a concept in Hinduism which literally translated to “cherished divinity” and is used to term one’s favourite God from within the 33 million Gods of the Hindu pantheon.

This poem on faith is my way of paying homage to my personal God, Lord Ganesha,  whom I reach out to whenever I am sad or happy and speak to him as a friend.

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You are the name I take when I wake up and take in the first sight
And the one I think of when I close my eyes for the night

I think of you throughout the day, in all that I do in every way
Folding my hands often to pray

You are my friend, philosopher and guide
I know you are always on my side

You know all my secrets, my sadness and innermost thoughts
You know exactly what it is that ties me up in terrible knots

I know that you are always there to cover my back
That you will never fail me, will always take up the slack

Thank you for being there all the time
My Lord, My God, My Ishtadev!

Poetry: Twins

This poem is inspired by BB & GG.

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Twins

Together since the day you were born

Co-owners of the same womb, fragile and small

Loving each other through thick and thin

Being the yang to the other’s yin

You are the best of friends, sharing everything

Yet, it takes but a minute to get you both to start fighting

Sharing a birthday and all the milestones of your life

Hope this is a life that does not give you any strife

You can’t live a day without each other

When one is not around, I can see the other going around as if in a blur

I love being a mum to twins

Double the hugs, double the kisses, double the love and double the laughter and grins

 

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Poetry: The Fright

The Fright

I wake up and see nothingness
Feel flustered and breathless

My heart starts pumping so loud
That’s the same as feeling you are in a shroud

I toss my hands, feeling my way all around
My nose twitching, just like a bloodhound

Just when I thought all was lost, I had lost my mind
Just when I thought I had suddenly become blind

I realised I had slept with an eye mask all night
I realised what a fool I had been, had such a fright!