Gala

Its the festival.
That comes once a year, brings happiness to mortal beings.
They go around the city that time.
The city lights up these days

Then there are men, and women.
They go out, have fun.. like each other..
Come back home..
Pining for more..

The festival is but for only few days..
They eat, pray, love..
And keep doing this year after year..

What if the world ends with the festival some day?