Colours of the Festival; Blues

As the sun sets, darkness fades away too, making way for the lovely sight, of many a light, on Diwali night. A sweet time to brew pictures and see how light makes the world, breaks the world, wakes the world from its slumber of recurring themes and fading dreams. A child, I remember, would dread the noise, but hear the voice rising inside and calling out for the world to become amazing… I remember, very sweet flavours and quietly dancing lights, on diwali nights…

 

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