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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  1. Thank you for sharing this piece of your life with us.

  2. I love these beautiful deep, rich colors! Thank you for sharing such a wonderful post that I am blessed with, today ❀
    Tamara

  3. Diwali manifest in this beautiful poem. Loved it!

  4. How magical it all seems… beautiful post 😊

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