Shout to the whole world my friends...
Annual fiesta is in the offing
No one wants to leave behind
All are willing to be accounted for
Unlikely to subdued to any affair
Good old days are here again
Ultimate destiny everyone to fulfill
Sing, swing and dance all devotees
Ten of thousand as I count them
In this City of Golden Friendship
Night cafe was a clandestine affair
Endless greetings here and there
Finality of your imaginations
Indigenous merry making once again
Every one has its share to offer
Sound of silence to those asleep
Trend of economy is pointless
Always thanks all blessing to thy Almighty!
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