As the festival of lights amplified the moonless sky and then went to rest in its abode for a year to come, I went back to the epic and reincorporated in my mind of why we celebrate this festival. It is celebrated when Lord Ram the king of Ayodhya returns from his 14-year-old exile along …
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She came like an angel in my dreams And stayed back in my life She stood like the star in my heart And became the moon of my sky She was the smile I waited to light up She was the fire I waited to burn in She was the water I calmed myself from …
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