The Story
Micropoetry
this year the festival colours are dull
I try to brighten them with memories.
the chaos of family would be missed
but I believe in this,
“time will heal the story.”
Today is the first day of Navratri festival. I cooked the delicacies and saw the pictures shared by family on whats app. This is the only way we have learnt to connect with each other. We may be far but this is the only way to see each other’s colours.