Nine days of festivities draw to a close today. Nine days of worshipping the Mother Goddess. Nine days of dancing through the night. Nine days of dressing up in nine special colours. Nine days of refraining from eating certain foods. Nine days of joyous celebrations. Nine days of mirth.
Seems like yesterday that everyone was counting down to the festival. Buying new clothes, accessorising them. Planning where to go on which day. And with whom. Planning what to cook, when.
And now, it is all over, until next year. Time flies doesn’t it? Both the good times and the bad.
“How did it get so late so soon?”
― Dr. Seuss
This is the fourth year that I am going to be a part of NaBloWriM. The Plan is to elaborate on a quote that touched my heart- let's see how far this takes me. If I can tie it in with the writing prompt, so much the better!