Long live my sorrow, my familiar
pain,
Long live this vile
drenched rain.
Insolent to these hopeless
battles.
Indifferent to these ugly
slaughters.
My tears remain my only wished
company,
My fears become my signature
symphony.
The futile remnants of my
dreams encase my mind.
The nostalgia engulfing
me, making me reason blind.
Deafening, torturing,
earsplitting cries suddenly startle and reach me,
Dragging me out of my
sadistic utopia, the ecstatic gathered crowds I see.
They ambush each other
with deceitful colours, scream with added fervour.
With their masochist
celebrations, my fragile heart does tremor.
I spot violent smiles on all their faces, I see their hypocritical laughter.
For a minute, tempted to
go and join them, but I did know better.
My line of vision blurs as
blots of colour cover my tinted mirrors.
I quickly wipe the smudge
off, as I stare at the devils and the sinners.
Relief creeps over me as I
realize they haven’t yet noticed me,
Haven’t yet invited me to
join their diabolical company.
I wipe a lonely tear off
my poignant cheek, steal innocent glances from them,
Stumbling into the shallow
darkness, away from all this mayhem.
Lonely, mournful and abandoned, wishing for redemption,
Today I feel unusually
different, wanting to seek retribution.
Today I forsake my former
identity, willing to change, to take a chance.
I gather all my remaining
courage to walk out of my trance.
I tremble a bit as I open
the door and leave my only safe asylum,
Fearing what will come
next, my future as an unasked question.
They mock me, laugh at me,
making me want to surrender.
But today I won’t care
about them, I will keep myself together.
I squint as I open my eyes
to glance at Her, standing tall in front of me,
Her beautiful aura, her
enchanting glaze and her divine simplicity.
Glistening in her crimson
armour,
Mesmerizing in her
beckoning fervour.
Hopeful in her glimmering
eyes,
Defying all these fastidious
ties.
I felt grappled by her fearsome
gaze,
Began losing sanity in
that misty maze.
I looked towards the enthusiastic
crowd,
My ears filled with chants
defiantly loud.
The hurtling procession
pushed me ahead.
From these dark covered
faces, I did feel afraid.
And yet I found some hope
in her radiant eyes.
Yet I felt powerful in my
thin disguise.
She radiated her power,
transmitted energy.
Engulfing me in her
intense beauty.
She gave me reason, she
gave me a goal.
She gave me inspiration to
ignite my soul.
That day of Durga Puja, I
decided to break free,
That day of Durga Puja, I
ousted fate’s cruelty.
Ma Durga, you gave me
courage and serenity,
Ma Durga you made me the
master of my own destiny...
