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Sparkling Spectacle:                             Radiant Reverie:



 Ignite the Joy of Diwali  Verses in anticipation of Diwali






        Colourful lights all around,
 Diwali  is  a  festival  that  unites  people   Illuminating the sky black,
 from all walks of society, regardless of   Of crackers, we hear a sound,
 their race, caste, religion, or nationality!   For the Diwali season is back!
 At DPSI, we celebrated this festival with                                            Hesitatingly agree to help
 a sustainable rangoli art inter-class   As the fireworks burst,               With the annual Diwali cleaning
 competition, a multi-lingual prayer class   Into a synergy of red, green, and blue,  A soft but unanimous yelp,
 activity and ethnic wear for all!   Feeling a joy of which we are unversed,   As two Chakris were convening.

        As if wings, our hearts grew.
 With a unique twist on the classic                                                     Slowly mixing the kheer,
 saying,  “Something old, Nothing new,   But this is not the best,         Hands barely reaching the counter,
 Something  borrowed,  Reflection  is   Not the memories I will remember,   Yet feeling as important as can be,
 due.”  we incorporated the theme of   For with family, I am blessed,           As if of kheer I was the founder.
 sustainability with this festival of light.   Togetherness each November.

                                                                                    But still the nostalgic smell,
 In  the spirit of  this  unifying  festival,                                         Brings back all memories,
 students  came together to  create                                                Of every year getting unwell,
 moving multi-faith and language prayers                                            After gorging on aloo puris.
 with their classmates. They also carried
 recycled rangoli material like old playing
 cards, dried flowers, and craft supplies to
 decorate their formrooms.   Standing on chairs,

        To hang strings of lights.
        Placing diyas on each stair,
        And negotiating the market price.

        Adorning the entrance,
        With a mandatory rangoli.
        With last year, an uncanny resemblance,                                            This I will never know,
        Yet repeating every Diwali and Holi.                                        But of one thing, I am sure,
 These festivals are the days that we wear                          No matter how many changes I undergo,
 our culture on our sleeves, quite literally.   Flying in from Delhi and Bombay,  For Diwali, I will never be too mature.
 It was exhilarating to see the waves of   An excuse to meet our loved ones.
 color that flowed through the corridors   Is it because Diwali is a special day,  These memories will stay with me,
 as we all celebrated our diverse cultural   Or is it made special with daughters and    I will forget them never.
 heritage this Diwali!  sons?                                          Twenty thirteen or twenty thirty-three,
                                                                                         I will love Diwali forever.









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