The most precious blessings we receive from above,
It’s a family to take care of and love.
Knitted with utmost love and care,
Lovely fabric of relationship beyond compare.
Living closely together or miles apart,
New members keep adding while old depart.
The mighty roots of this tree are strong,
Nurture its leaves forever lifelong.
Grandparents, cousins, uncles, and aunts,
Shower affection and love, all that you want.
Colorful lamps and diyas in every corner and nook,
Torans and rangolis add to the festive look.
Spreading brightness and cheer, the festival of light is here,
Embracing in its warmth everyone far and near.
– Munira Dalal
Diwali’s festive eve is near,
When kinfolk gather, love and light to share.
The hearts aglow with lamps of old,
Welcoming all, young and grey, to hold.
The father, with hands so wise,
The light of diyas sparkling in his eyes.
The mother, with gentle care,
Preparing sweets beyond compare.
The children, with joy unbound,
Dance and play, their spirits found.
Together we share tales of old,
And laughter echoes, young and bold.
In harmony, we celebrate the divine festive vibes,
Diwali’s sacred light embodies the love infinite.
– Mrinalini Saurav Kakkar
A festival brings cheer, a change from routine to rejoice,
An appreciation for your talent or singing voice,
No school, no homework, your creativity you show,
Making rangoli with the various hues of your choice.
Excited at the prospect of gathering at Grandpa’s home,
Gossiping with cousins after missing them for long,
Festivals keep our culture and old traditions alive,
Creating an awesome and strong familial bond.
Alas! I hated these lovely days in my marital place,
My cheerful demeanor with sorrow did replace,
Expectations from my parents’ limits of grace cross,
Humiliation I felt because of customs old and gross.
– Sarita Khullar
