festival is over<\/p>\n
rich menus and richer were the eaters<\/p>\n
i am sure that some were the beaters<\/p>\n
of the drum<\/p>\n
outside<\/p>\n
telling whole world about what we did not know<\/p>\n
that taste is not the tether<\/p>\n
and we should really bother<\/p>\n
about life<\/p>\n
and its lost meanings<\/p>\n
who knows<\/p>\n
when will we have<\/p>\n
the next round of festival<\/p>\n
when spring will surmise<\/p>\n
and the summer will surprise<\/p>\n
winter will wait<\/p>\n
as if<\/p>\n
the monsoon has found a mate<\/p>\n
in the clouds of twinkling smiles<\/p>\n
over the high tide<\/p>\n
let me hope,<\/p>\n
we will find<\/p>\n
the essence of taste<\/p>\n
in the aroma of breaths<\/p>\n
that are and will remain<\/p>\n
reminders of the recluse<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
festival is over rich menus and richer were the eaters i am sure that some were the beaters of the drum outside telling whole world about what we did not know that taste is not the tether and we should really bother about life and its lost meanings who knows when will we have the … <\/p>\n