The festival of lights,
The beautiful of nights,
As our parents look over like trackers,
We burst all those deadly crackers,
And then look at the sparkling sky,
But why did that disappear. Why?
Once roads were lit with crackers,
Now the chats are lit with stickers.
Once we got new dresses to wear,
Now it's just to click and share.
Once we all together celebrated truly,
Now we simply wish "Happy Diwali".
Sharon Mathew
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Sorry if have spoilt your Diwali by being honest. But the Diwali vibes isn't here this year in my place.
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