Poush Mela- Shantiniketan’s Living Tale

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In Shantiniketan’s embrace, on Poush’s seventh dawn,

The shehnai’s melodious breath, the festive day’s spawn.

Poush Mela opens its eyes, the town rouses with cheer,

Vaitalik’s first footsteps, a song-filled atmosphere.

Around the entire place, their tunes softly unfurl,

Baul music’s essence, in each note, a swirl.

A canvas of Bengali folklore painted alive,

Dance, song, and sports, cultural tales thrive.

With each passing day, diverse activities unfold,

An ode to Shantiniketan, traditions untold.

From vibrant performances to prayers so devout,

The Mela’s grandeur, beyond any doubt.

Fifteen hundred souls, their stalls, their art displayed,

Ten thousand guests in awe, in the Mela’s cascade.

Government figures hint at numbers less grand,

Yet festivals swell, like waves on the land.

Rabindra Paksha, Basanta Utsav’s bloom,

An influx of thousands, not a silent room.

Eighty-five lodges stand, their doors flung wide,

A home for visitors, in Shantiniketan’s pride.

Poush Sankranti’s magic, a daily delight,

Naba Barsha’s charm, a wondrous sight.

A tapestry of heritage, woven with grace,

Each soul, a part, in this cultural embrace.

Rooms for rent, a haven for a few days’ stay,

Immersion in traditions, along Poush’s way.

The Poush Mela tale, a vibrant, living story,

Shantiniketan’s heart, in all its glory.

Underneath the azure sky, melodies take flight,

Echoes of history, weaving day into night.

The Mela’s bustling heart, a rhythmic blend,

Of laughter, colors, and tales that never end.

In every stall, a story whispers its song,

Crafts, arts, and flavors, a jubilant throng.

A celebration of roots, of heritage profound,

Where echoes of tradition joyously resound.

From dawn’s first light till the stars align,

Shantiniketan’s soul in every design.

In Poush’s embrace, a cultural spree,

The Mela’s essence, forever free.

So let the shehnai play, let Baul songs soar,

In Shantiniketan’s heart, forevermore.

The Poush Mela’s legacy, an eternal art,

A celebration of culture that never shall depart.