Today is the festival of Lohri in North India. Sitting in the biting chill besides the bonfires,basking in its warmth and revelling in the love of our dear ones. Crimson ember sparks, The wintry haze shuddering, As new hopes dazzled. .
A goodbye to the year that was, Letting go, Bygones are begones. Now, I can only stand and stare, As the kaleidoscope of life unrolls, The hits and misses, The high and lows, Each leaving its mark, Imprinted on the sands of time. As the clock strikes twelve, The music will blare aloud, As the… Continue reading Good- bye