62) The Festival of Homecoming
All lights were dimmed around the house, All except those twinkly starlights, And the warm glow of that lantern fluttering in the window, A solitary lamp remained burning, It's wick flaring up as it neared it's end, All around is cool, breezy & quiet, Interrupted occasionally by the chirp of a night worm, Sometimes a steady conversation flowed, Intermittently and in whispers, Small titbits about daily mundane incidents, Juicy gossips about some people in the know, Cherished childhood memories refreshed, Some of them for the umpteenth time, Some random jokes, some soft laughter, Some long pauses in between, no awkward ones, Just some people enjoying the moment, The vibe and the company of loved ones, Abruptly a new topic of discussion starts, And the pattern continues for quite some time. Eventually sleep overpowers someone, One by one they retire to their rooms, eyelids drooping, A solo being stays back in the room, Soaking in the light, the warmth, the feel, Then she goes ...