Whispering Thoughts

 Cobwebs. Of travails and trivia.  Of grind and gaiety.  Of plethora and penury.  And beneath these critter homes,  the cracks, the brokenness,  and this hollowness, we shine, each one of us,  in bits and pieces. We all have that spark in our souls,  that is subdued, sublime, sufficing. Our eyes light up, hearts, swell with love, spirits, zealous with passion, when we dust away  those niches of our being that hold our earnest desires. We all thrive  on such slivers of dreams,  subtle sparkles of hope.  But we all hide them  under the blanket layers that tempt us to conform.  If only, ah! If only.  We become,  who we really are.  Welfare unto all  Rab rakha 🤗 🤗 🤗 

Summing up the gist of Karwa chauth in the form of free verse poetry.. Trying to capture the very essence of this festival of married women...the Indian version of valentine... To those who observe the fast and to those who do not observe the fast.. Basically to those who love their spouse from the depths of their hearts... To their love, to their commitment, to their zeal and to their strengths.... This is a small dedication to the pious bond they share. A humble salute. As they say " Being deeply loved by someone gives you strength , while loving someone deeply gives you courage."- Lao Tzu So to the courage of Bravehearts... All decked up in the finery of silks and love... The glow on smiling faces magical... Their smiles enchanting, their prayers sincere.. The ritual screams sheer romance.... A bold brave proclamation of love.. Pyaar kiya toh darna kya types... Sacred, the legacy of love. Strength, spirit and sentiments, promises of lifetime, witnessed by waning gibbous. ...