#durga maa

AMAR BARIR DURGA PUJO!! ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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The city has been cleansed with the after showers of monsoon. Blue sky peeking through fluffy clouds resembling the cotton candy carried by the street vendors. The smell of durga puja coming in through the open windows. Standing outside Kumortuli is a small smiling face in shabby clothes and dirty hair. The departure of idols might be significant for the whole city, but not for the little boy whose father will be coming home after months of crafting the inanimate joy that would fill the city for the next 10 days.

The single mother spent her bonus on the little piece of jwellery she had seen her daughter longingly looking at in Gariahat. The transferred father took a few extra days off. A son remembered his father on the banks of the Ganges, while the recently widowed woman longingly glanced at the idol's red saree. They felt what the poets may describe as peace and happiness but for them it was just plain old durga puja.

She arrived with her children, shaking the whole city from its slumber, a ray of hope within the gloomy times. Every year she arrives with the same smiling face and listens to all our problems. To the lost boy trying to find his place in society, to the queer person trying to figure out why they were wrong, to the girl who never saw her father after that day in court, to the lady who never knew what happened to her daughter the night she went out with her friends. Lives filled with tragedy after tragedy lie at Maa's feet asking for a way ahead. Maa listens. She gives them hope and sometimes tragedies do go away. The boy lands a job while the queer person is invited back to their family. The girl recieves a gift from her father while the lady cries at the station,report in hand. Maybe not happy endings, but closure. That's what Maa gives. Hope is just the surface of the abyss of our mind which actually seeks closure.

The bright lights and bamboos wrapped in colourful clothes stand as a symbol of the hardwork of all those people who worked relentlessly to make this festival a pathway to overcome tragedy. The people live another day to fight, blessed by Maa.

⟡ पंचम रात्रि आराधना ⟡

श्री गणेशाय नमः

वक्रतुण्ड महाकाय सूर्यकोटि समप्रभ।

निर्विघ्नं कुरु मे देव सर्वकार्येषु सर्वदा

जय श्री भैरव जय महाकाल जय हनुमान

।।ॐ देवी स्कन्दमातायै नमः॥

सिंहासनगता नित्यं पद्माञ्चित करद्वया। शुभदास्तु सदा देवी स्कन्दमाता यशस्विनी॥

नमामि स्कन्दमाता स्कन्दधारिणीम्। समग्रतत्वसागरम् पारपारगहराम्॥ शिवाप्रभा समुज्वलां स्फुच्छशागशेखराम्। ललाटरत्नभास्करां जगत्प्रदीप्ति भास्कराम्॥ महेन्द्रकश्यपार्चितां सनत्कुमार संस्तुताम्। सुरासुरेन्द्रवन्दिता यथार्थनिर्मलाद्भुताम्॥ अतर्क्यरोचिरूविजां विकार दोषवर्जिताम्। मुमुक्षुभिर्विचिन्तितां विशेषतत्वमुचिताम्॥ नानालङ्कार भूषिताम् मृगेन्द्रवाहनाग्रजाम्। सुशुध्दतत्वतोषणां त्रिवेदमार भूषणाम्॥ सुधार्मिकौपकारिणी सुरेन्द्र वैरिघातिनीम्। शुभां पुष्पमालिनीं सुवर्णकल्पशाखिनीम् तमोऽन्धकारयामिनीं शिवस्वभावकामिनीम्। सहस्रसूर्यराजिकां धनज्जयोग्रकारिकाम्॥ सुशुध्द काल कन्दला सुभृडवृन्दमज्जुलाम्। प्रजायिनी प्रजावति नमामि मातरम् सतीम्॥ स्वकर्मकारणे गतिं हरिप्रयाच पार्वतीम्। अनन्तशक्ति कान्तिदां यशोअर्थभुक्तिमुक्तिदाम्॥ पुनः पुनर्जगद्धितां नमाम्यहम् सुरार्चिताम्। जयेश्वरि त्रिलोचने प्रसीद देवी पाहिमाम्॥

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