October in Hyderabad

October here doesn't feel like the Hyderabad one.
The Hyderabadi October, had a festive air ,
that reminded you of the coming 9 days;
9 days of new romances and laughter,
of gifts and blessings,
of food and fasting,
of new clothes and joy,
of love and togetherness.

The Hyderabadi October was fun
when one spent long nites listening to Samson Mukesh and the local Rafi crooning in style,
when all day would just pass watching children run carefree, showing off their new shoes and clothes,
and sitting under the giant Pandal, seeing the latest gossip doing its rounds with the vermillion smeared women.

Those octobers were happy,
when we dated the first time and vowed in front of the doe eyed Godess to live and love for life;
When we laughed a lot and frowned less,
when we lived more and cribbed less.

Hmmmmmm, those Octobers are long gone.
The Bangalore ones are here to stay.