By:- rANJEETA nATH gHAI
My memories now come flooding in,
Of games, birthdays and garba,*
The warmth of home, that cooking smell;
We all have memories of being fed well.
The hearty meals and fresh baked cakes,
Abundant hugs and kisses,
Alphonso** mangoes, piled and stacked; ready to be eaten,
And your insistent desire to spoil us grandchildren.
Times spent in Udhna*** were often marked,
By love, laughter, and contentment,
Baa*: a binding factor, often responsible,
For bringing all four generations together.
As the clock struck 7:50, you choose to pass away,
In the arms of your son, and we lost our most valuable gem,
The pain will ease, or so I’m told,
As I scroll through the photographs, silent and cold.
We couldn’t catch the hands of this clock,
The rhythmic beating of the heart stopped, but the clock ticked by…
An ordinary clock; now, the Reaper of Death,
Didn’t even give us time to say our goodbye.
I remember how we tenderly mocked at you,
Your love for food and different cuisines,
I know it’s for the best; you’re finally free; no more pain,
Today I walked down the memory lane.
*garba- is a form of dance which was originated in the state of Gujarat in India. The name is derived from the Sanskrit term Garbha (“womb”)
**Alphonso- a seasonal fruit(mango), considered to be among the most superior varieties of the fruit in terms of sweetness, richness and flavour.
***Udhna-It is a sub-city of Surat, located primarily on Surat-Navsari Highway in the Indian state of Gujarat.
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©Ranjeeta Nath Ghai, atrangizindagieksafar, 2016.
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