FESTIVALS

The whole town looked fully decorated

Every road, every corner with colour lights

All the shops too decorated with flowers

Vendors filled all the road busily selling

As he walked, he shook his head in wonder

Why so many days of festivals in this country?

Why people are so happy to celebrate?

Enjoy spending, much money everywhere?

He saw, a mother dressed in a torn saree

Trying to sell piled flowers on the roadside

Her toddler with a packet of biscuits laughed

Another child sat, enjoying licking Ice cream 

As he looked at those poor children’s smile

Their happiness in enjoying a new taste

Maybe, their first time on such rare days

A few coins mother earned, got them this joy

Understood he now, it is not just to show off

So many festivals, our country celebrates often

It is in this way, we spread our love and care,

Few days, but on those nights, no child sleeps hungry