Pen Rangoli

[Pic: self-sketched]

Festival of lights is ready to embark its magnificence on the cadaverous life of the Indian society. Families are vigorously planning up activities to surpass the happiness levels achieved the previous year. Yet, I sit here alone away from my family, waiting for the days to steadily pass by. With this waiting time hovering over my thoughts through out the day, I keep apprehending the varied celebration modes to switch on as soon as I embrace the warmth of my home. Till then, I steal moments of company with my pen and colors to revive the festive flame in me. So just scribbled  patterns memorising the festival fun.