When the world was draped in the beauty of lights,
When the houses were lighted with colors so bright,
You took a path to darkness,to void.
When people were busy with crackers and light,
All that we got was tears to fight.
Strange are these rules of life,
Within seconds, mightiest becomes no less than a mite,
With heavy heart and teary eyes,
Wish you a great life ahead in paradise.
Rest in peace nani.
