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Tuesday, November 10, 2015

Prepping up for prosperity

Households busy
Prepping up for prosperity,
All nooks and corners dusted and cleaned,
The waste all done away with,
Light, fresh and strong, they herald the winters
With vigour and celebration.
The scent of fresh flowers and love,
The heart brimming with love and joy,
The greying winter days splashed with
Colors of rangoli,
And the pitch dark moonless night
Glittering with light of earthen lamps and oil,
Prayers wafting through the ether,
Rendering all things pious and pure,
Feasting and treating ourselves,
Without worrying about calories,
The sound of firecrackers,
Driving the evil away,
The sparkles spattered throughout
Like gems and swarovski.
One night that glitters better than all golds
One night that brings us all closer to Gods
One night that is full of life and energy.
One night that beats the darkness.
One night called diwali.

ॐ असतो मा सद्गमय ।
तमसो मा ज्योतिर्गमय ।
मृत्योर्मा अमृतं गमय ।
ॐ शान्तिः शान्तिः शान्तिः ॥
Om Asato Maa Sad-Gamaya |
Tamaso Maa Jyotir-Gamaya |
Mrtyor-Maa Amrtam Gamaya |
Om Shaantih Shaantih Shaantih ||
Meaning:
From ignorance, lead me to truth;
From darkness, lead me to light;
From death, lead me to immortality
Om peace, peace, peace.

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