It wasn't like any other morning, and yet was one.
It seemed like it would rain, and it did too. big droplets. I did not get wet. I only heard of it.
And then there was an un-welcome warmth in the air. Not that of Pujo or Navaratri.
That had begun since Sunday. And its again the year... I am not going back home.
I made plans here.
I will pray for myself, for its going to be tough for me when I get back.
And for my Ma. She's sick.
Baba, for he has to bear all of it.
And the kiddo in my life... Its going to be her first Boards.
There's also this guy. And all my friends, whom I care about.
I don't know if praying shows being orthodox, but I like to do it. Asking for things for others too, besides yourself.
That's the beauty. And Pujo teaches you fun, along with prayers.
Somewhere hidden is the belief. On you, her, him.....
It seemed like it would rain, and it did too. big droplets. I did not get wet. I only heard of it.
And then there was an un-welcome warmth in the air. Not that of Pujo or Navaratri.
That had begun since Sunday. And its again the year... I am not going back home.
I made plans here.
I will pray for myself, for its going to be tough for me when I get back.
And for my Ma. She's sick.
Baba, for he has to bear all of it.
And the kiddo in my life... Its going to be her first Boards.
There's also this guy. And all my friends, whom I care about.
I don't know if praying shows being orthodox, but I like to do it. Asking for things for others too, besides yourself.
That's the beauty. And Pujo teaches you fun, along with prayers.
Somewhere hidden is the belief. On you, her, him.....
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