O, to be Bangali, now that Pujo is nigh,
Khabar, Kapod, Kalchar is on its annual high.
Hopping all night through random Pujo pandals,
Is best use of the newly purchased Bata sandals.
Mashimas and Kakimas ask `ebar ki notun kinley’?
Resplendent, their gorgeous sarees in full display.
Mehsos and Kakus wearing panjabi and dhuti,
Crowd around stalls selling chicken rolls and frooti.
Durga sits on her pedestal, Bijoli Grill’s orders spike,
Crowds eye the chicken rolls, it's a surgical strike.
Mishti of course is a must, for a Pujo without sweets,
Is like wishing the troll army would write decent tweets.
Eating mangsher chop, luchi, singara and kochuri,
Girls and boys play chokher looko choori.
Evenings are for dhak with dhoonochir natch,
Nights will be for feasting with shorse diye maachh.
Pujo is not Pujo without great cultural programs,
Natok, Robindro songit et al, `sponsored' by Seagrams.
O, to be Bangali, now that Pujo is nigh,
Go pandal hopping...eat mutton chop and fish fry.