Nostalgia Poem by Bharati Nayak
Nostalgia
RAJA FESTIVAL over,
Earth is ready for another harvest
Clouds assemble in the sky
To make their rainfall
I look, with tears in my eyes
Where I left
My childhood, my friends?
So many years passed
So many cakes devoured
But
The aroma
Of my by-gone days
Hangs in the air.
PITHA, CHHANA MANDA, KAKARA PITHA and other sweet delicacies are prepared and eaten in this festival.During this period women particularly girls are debarred from doing any household work.It is a time to make merry and take rest.The most attractive feature is playing on swings by village girls.Boys and girls also play together playing cards and other group games like KABADI, PUCHI etc
People greet their guests with beetle and entrtain with sweet cakes.It is a great festival of togetherness and merriment.
Raja presents a great air of festivity. we are really unfortunate to miss it.Very nice.
Reading the poet's note, I understand that Raja festival is something everyone would look forward to, especially by unmarried girls who enjoy special privileges during this festive season. Colourfully clad with colourful dreams inside, I know how hilarious the girls must be on swings..... Yes, now when we look back, we can only think of those beautiful times with a sense of nostalgia and a sense of loss!
The aroma Of my by-gone days Hangs in the air. Beautifully said, alas, for the too old like me even the memories are on the fade.
Thank you so much Aniruddha Pathak ji for your kind comment.All of us must be having some memories to treasure.We go back to those beautiful days of childhood when we were carefree and under the loving care of parents.
My childhood, my friends? So many years passed So many cakes devoured excellent written on the memories on native country, thanks for sharing the poem with us, ++++ 10
Nostalgia of Raja Festival, the cheer, the fun, eating Poda Pitha, chewing Pan, Playing kabadi, puchi and relishing the great festival of togetherness and merriment is unforgettable! It’s feel during the childhood is something special that the poetess reminds ….”I look, with tears in my eyes/where I left/my childhood, my friends”. An excellent piece of work dear madam! The poem is adorable and appreciated! !
I look, with tears in my eyes Where I left My childhood, my friends? These lines bring unshed tears down my cheeks too. And adore the lines.... But The aroma Of my by-gone days Hangs in the air. Thank you Ma'am for so lovely a poem.
'The aroma Of my by-gone days Hangs in the air'... Now that aroma is here in the form of your poem.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/26/2024 5:06:32 PM # 1.0.0.1119
It sounds like a wonderful festival, Bharati. I can understand your nostalgia. I very much enjoyed your poem and your notes. Thank you
Thank you very much for your kind comments.It is really nice to hear your words.