It’s not that time of the year without…
The frantic cleaning, scrubbing and washing
Of every nook and cranny, till it all sparkles as new.
The desperate search for the string lights
Carefully wrapped and packed away the year before.
The invites to Navaratri Golus
With all dolls out deities or not.
The general feeling of goodwill
Pervading everyone and everything.
The cooking smells from all kitchens
Indian mithais, laddus and coconut barfis.
The rangolis and kolums
And Lakshmi’s feet adorning doorways.
Oil soaked earthen diyas
Winking into the night.
Standing in the balcony to check
Whose lights shine the brightest.
The kandels and paper lanterns
Like dazzling hanging jewels.
New clothes, new zeal
And in general a new feel.
As if with all the cleaning, almost cathartically,
You have purged yourself too
From the messes and negativity
That engulfs you on a daily basis.
And you are squeaky clean
Just like your surroundings.
Shining from the inside.
Maybe a twinkling diya is winking
Inside you.
Making you glow.
At least for this time of the year.
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That’s just beautiful. I love how you got to the real message of this festive season – of cleansing oneself from the inside and of lighting a spark within oneself. Such an evocative piece.
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Thank you so much!
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How woderfully you’ve captured the spirit of the season.
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Ah lovely! It true that decluttering and cleaning are therapeutic. I like the idea of a twinkling Diya within.
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Thank you!
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Loved the poem. We used to go on the terrace to check who has the most string lights and whose are the put the best. It was an unspoken competition but we used to take it very seriously 😁
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Boss!! yess! It is.. 😀
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This evokes the festive season so beautifully!
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Absolutely loved the way you expressed the contrast between clean homes and a chaotic life. Very well written
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I like the way you took it from cleaning the physical environment to internal cleansing. Beautifully written
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Hope the twinkling Diya makes you glow throughout the year too. Happy festivities.
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Thank you!
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Such a festive poem. Loved it.
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What a sweet poem and Geetanjali, this must be true for many of us. Glad you shared this cos it gives me a glimpse into your life 🙂 Thanks for joining #WordsMatter.
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Thank you so much, Parul! I am glad I joined it too!
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