The remnants of a lost love
My thoughts linger on the remnants of a lost
love
Gone with the wind.
Gone with the wind.
With precision profound and passion
unflinching,
A beautiful allegory showcasing the truth of love
Reigned in my heart for years many.
A beautiful allegory showcasing the truth of love
Reigned in my heart for years many.
‘Loving is always cathartic,’
He whispered with feelings exuberant
In my ears soft and attentive.
The message spread around,
Hale and hearty, bright and light
Like kaleidoscopic rangoli
In all the cells of my body,
Making me shine with
The seven colors of love.
He whispered with feelings exuberant
In my ears soft and attentive.
The message spread around,
Hale and hearty, bright and light
Like kaleidoscopic rangoli
In all the cells of my body,
Making me shine with
The seven colors of love.
I was in the prime of my youth,
Always talking gleefully, gently and peacefully.
I touched his silvery grey hair
Which was like fur of a velvety cap.
Leaning on his shoulder, I replied,
‘Love knows neither decay nor decline.’
Always talking gleefully, gently and peacefully.
I touched his silvery grey hair
Which was like fur of a velvety cap.
Leaning on his shoulder, I replied,
‘Love knows neither decay nor decline.’
We looked at the crystal moon,
Our fingers entwined,
Admiring the sights and the sounds
Offered by the waves.
We slept together on the sands soft.
In the morning, while the first sun rays
Warmed our hearts laden with love
And bodies drowned in passions pure,
We said ‘Adieu’ and parted.
Love had her reasons to bring us together
And life had his reasons to separate us for ever
Our fingers entwined,
Admiring the sights and the sounds
Offered by the waves.
We slept together on the sands soft.
In the morning, while the first sun rays
Warmed our hearts laden with love
And bodies drowned in passions pure,
We said ‘Adieu’ and parted.
Love had her reasons to bring us together
And life had his reasons to separate us for ever
-- Deepali Parab-Palande
Rangoli (from the Sanskrit word for "color")is an art form that predates Indian sculpture and painting, in which patterns are created on the floor in living rooms or courtyards using materials such as colored rice, dry flour, colored sand, or flower petals. The designs may be simple geometric shapes, deity impressions, or flower and petal shapes, but they can also be very elaborate designs crafted by numerous people. The base material is usually dry or wet powdered rice or dry flour, to which sindoor (vermilion), haldi (turmeric), and other natural colors can be added. Other materials include colored sand, red brick powder, or flowers and petals. In some places, women get up early in the morning and clean the area just outside the entrance of their house with cow dung, sprinkle the area with water, and draw a pattern with white dust powder. The arts form has different names throughout India; in Maharashtra it is known as sanskar bharti. (The accompanying picture is a typical sanskaar bharati pattern.) Navratri ("nine nights") is a Hindu festival that commemorates the battle between the goddess Durga and the buffalo demon Mahishasura, who represented ignorance and chaos; after a number of defeats, Indra and the other gods combined their divine energies to create Durga, who killed the demon. The dandiya raas is a folk dance in which men and women holding sticks (representing swords) dance in 2 circles, energetically whirling and moving their arms and feet in a complicated, choreographed manner.
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