T3 শারদ সংখ্যা ২০২২ || তব অচিন্ত্য রূপ || 26য় Soumen Roy

T3 শারদ সংখ্যা ২০২২ || তব অচিন্ত্য রূপ || 26য় Soumen Roy

Sarodiya

The foamy clouds have spread its wings Dispersing happiness in delightful swing The catkins sway merrily dancing in the wind The brewing aroma of Durga Puja thus clings . Heart thrills with joy walking over the broad streets Every corner getting decorated with festive greet Idol makers busy giving idols a finishing touch Bamboo's tied with ropes, stands as structured skyscrapers. Hurrah spreads over the markets and malls Everyone purchasing new clothes, its durgapuja after all Maa Durga arrives standing over the mahisashur The priest's starts chanting mantras full in divine grandeur. Durgatsav displays a harmonical signature A feeling of togetherness, spreading all over Dancing in every beat of drums and visiting pandals The celebration goes on and on rushing over the restaurants and fuchka stalls. The festive flute also sings sailing in between the eyes Silent auction of emotions through blushes and sighs Comes the Vijaya Dashmi, a celebration of vermilion and embrace With a heavy heart we bid a goodbye to our goddess. Only a prayer dwells in every lip Ma! Come soon next year Since Durgapuja is not a mere festival It is the light of hope and strength that binds us in its glorious carnival .