Cultures Painting India

The calendar at my home

Shimmers bright

By different colours

Marked highlights

And petals adorn the roads sometimes

The aazans are like melodies in the shrine.

These crackers lighten up the sky at night

The bleak clouds then sparkle in flight

The colours you throw on my white kurta

Try to paint it with your hues of happiness.

And I remember how my amma's sewieen

The brought smile on your own face

How you became a sweet tooth

Waiting more for these caramel strands.

You light up a tree

With bells and balls

And wait for Santa

To bring you joy box.

Then you March together

With turban covering your head

And take the procession

By saying, "Vahi Guru" in praise.

They say we are divided

By colours, hymns and Faith above

But what brought us together

Was our true friendship and love.

So the next time you describe Indian festivities and their fall,

Just say, "India is diverse" and that's what I call.