Diwali was a very special day
as we would often see
a very jovial side of our
otherwise serious and
workaholic father,
as he carried a tray full of
earthen Diyas
guiding us to create
beautiful patterns brightening
our mom’s painstakingly
made Rangoli of Ganesh ji.
And, lit up the sparklers
handling them carefully to us,
keeping an eye on
my brother and I.
He would light up
ground spinning chakris,
Flower pots,
garlands of crackers
and launched rockets
that bloomed into fiery flowers
across the firmament
as we stood mesmerised
at this fiesta of lights.
Excellent
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