Please Visit & Subscribe my Youtube Channel : Keleedas Kobita In Bengal’s heart, where Ganges gently flows, Mahalaya’s dawn, a sacred day arose. Durga Puja, grand festival of the land, In Ashvin’s month, its glory takes a stand. Mahalaya’s grace, the starting note it plays, When Durga descends in a heavenly blaze. Bengalis rise early, as the sun awakes, To hymns from Devi Mahatmya, their faith it takes. Mahisasuramardini, the tales they hear, Of Durga’s birth, conquering without fear. In every home, at puja mandaps they pray, With offerings to ancestors, they start the day. For in Hindu lore, a story intertwined, Goddess Durga’s visit, a belief defined. Brahma, Vishnu,…