Festival Zeal

What if the whole street blithely celebrates What if the neighbours quaintly decorate What if the well wishers advocate " Oh ho! Life has to move on, Forget!" It's we, agonizing over the happy days gone Pondering on the deeds you gleefully did in the festive seasons, the dress you donned Our bountiful Pongal pot you spotlessly adorned Don't you fathom it's immensely tough for us To celebrate any festival with same zest? On our exaltation graph, after your demise, no crests Bracing smiling mask, they see tearful face lest So, Appa, what if the whole street celebrates! Can't you see our minds still exacerbate!