While you make rings of smoke and counter it throughout

While you stand in awe at the 'dhaak' 

While you look at her 'shada saree laal paar'

While you eat the 'bhog' and plan for next year

While you meet old and new 'interests' for pandal hopping

While you moisten your eyes at the 'ashchhe bochhor abar hobe'

I will be long gone