This diwali is not like the previous one
Pinky aunty light up her balcony with the same twinkling lights
The orange packet of soan papdi is also familiar
Even the big rangoli near the main entrance has the same design
But they replaced the colour red with the one which is white
'Who could run out of colours this season' I wonder
The smell of burning crackers, kids being loud and happy
The November breeze and the flickering of diya flame,
It's all the same
But this diwali doesn't feel like the previous one
Since my heart laves with memories of the past.
The yellow kurta of yours, which I washed and pressed
I remember the alluring view, how my heart skipped a beat when I saw you
How heavenly you looked wearing that, the most handsome man in this world!
The wrinkles around your eyes when you smiled at me
Your happy face - The most magical thing ever
Your glowy eyes and calm face through the light of the diyas
Your voice, wish I could hear it till eternity
Right now, I can do anything to bring you back
This diwali you are gone,
But your soul resides
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