Vasant Panchami

With the onset of Vasant Panchami, the winter sets in;

                        The spring gets in;

         Mustard begins to bloom in the field;

And, the oldsters and youngsters ting, ring and sing.


                                  Day is yellowish;

                              Devotees become lovish;

 They worship Goddess Saraswati with turban on head and vermillion on forehead;

            And, pray to Her to enlighten their dark and stark life.


                       The festival is celebrated with pomp and honk;

                      The chariot is driven by tenacious and ferocious horses;

        The devotees strew showers and flowers on the path that goes on and on;

        And, they play bombardon to please and appease the Goddess.


                       The festival brings joys and rejoice;

        It marks enlightenment, excitement and enjoyment;  

                        Although it is local, it is focal;

                   So, make it as bright as nothing outright.

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