And here the night ends, and the morning begins, to start a new day, like every day, but don't you forget, night will come again, and then morning as always, lots of mornings and nights await, don't forget to move on, welcome whatever comes in way.
For the morn , i awaiting from the rose garden to the river side wood swing an assured hope starts and spreads where the red velvet insects loved to be had again in seeds of peace and fragrances of love take it's own path to join the cove some of the moonlit allegiance to make an eternal courage of being a pink story with a grace may the glory of morning quite collects the wavy words having * if i go back from the thorns i loved once may the sense in mine could never be found a chance
Happiness was there in every house ... Smile on every face ... Sounds of Dhak filled the atmosphere With pleasure and joy ... Ten days of great fun Mahalaya it was Maa when it started & now its time that u'll depart Leaving your blessings & your memories With us A much awaited visit of yours Will be there in our hearts , Maa