On the day of festival
On the day of festival
It was a much unnoticed fearful day
As she was Laing on bed lost her
Sense tending towards unknown status
That is equal to a form of statue like
Less of hearing voice, losing eyes’ sight
Almost collapsed
What is next, how to bring back her normal?
Status was so much critical
Sinking down like a stone thrown in sea water
People who came for first aid made efforts
By calling ‘amma’, next so suddenly
She opened eyes, started expressing
‘Who are these persons?
What is happening here?
It was a wonder she came to normal
And started
To sit on bed and able to drink a small
Cup of sugar added drink
That helped very much to recover
From the collapse down
And which has brought her is just a
Voice ‘amma’ which expressed the
Lovely bondage between mother and children
Longing for children’s though living at a fare of
Distance, the voice of the unknown person
Saying ‘amma’ made miracle in bring back
To survival again, thank god she is alive now
Though the festival is common and it has
Become small -ayyan dj-
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