Another Diwali

Rain and lights are unreal to sky.
But  joy flutters in a small heart.
Chillies sputter a serial outburst.
Dragonflies whizz past memory.

Joy refuses to be a damp cracker.
There is wet rain in night of sky.
Its patter comes alive in a body,
Heart aflutter with the new hope.

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