Pandal Hopping: A Journey Through Divine Artistry and Rhythm

Pandals of Power

In each pandal, her gaze divine,

Her strength eternal, through space and time.

In maroon, in gold, in threads of art,

Durga Maa reigns, in every heart.

Dancing Smoke and Divine Flames

The smoke swirls high, the rhythms rise,

In Dhunuchi's dance, the spirit flies.

With every step, a prayer is born, In her blessings, the darkness is torn.

Light in his hands, a quiet flame,

The diya’s glow, whispers her name.

Four lights flicker, but none do fade,

In Durga’s warmth, new paths are laid.

Through Innocent Eyes: A Portrait of Faith

Her pencil traces the goddess’s face,

Halfway drawn, but filled with grace.

In her small hands, a world of care,

Durga lives in every line, every stare.

The Rhythms of Devotion

The beat of the dhol, a pulse, a song,

Guiding the crowd as they move along.

With every strike, the energy grows,

In Durga’s presence, the rhythm flows.

Grace Amidst the Chaos

Amidst the whirlwind, she stands so still,

A goddess of strength, our hearts to fill.

Through laughter and shouts, she reigns supreme,

A beacon of hope, a collective dream.

In every glance, her spirit we find,

A symbol of courage, love intertwined.