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Friday, 4 March 2016

My house in Diwali eve
Looked just like a bride

With the tiny sparkles all over it
(It) eluded me as the veil on our first night

Veil that promises love, affection and caring,
but most of all it hid all the sharing

Parting the danglings when I entered with my feet steady
It felt like un-Veil-ing my first lady

The warmth, I felt, as I stepped inside,
Reminded me how her hug used to break my pride

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