It was the festival season
and the whole nation
was beaming with joy.

It was a Friday evening
and I was sick in the worst way
with a long weekend ahead.

It was a perfect moment to cherish
along with kith and kin,
hence vicinity posed still.

Loneliness seized this moment
and gained its spirit;
I was unconscious during the days
with loneliness pressing
in the nights.

For the first time
in a foreign country
I felt like an alien.

I was not even in a position
to post my state of being
to my parents.

Dawns and dusks appeared
yet I was in perfect darkness,
until the festival finished and
the nation came to regular pattern.

Only then, I was spotted
as human being I wondered!