acceptance

Each passing day,the distance between the shore and the big black ship grew..

my heart remained true to her,
the lady who stopped waving goodbye;
only after she could see the shore as a black dot on her horizon...


She was my source of love,her soft voice still lingered long after the massive beast chugged away in trails of smoke,
My heart longed to see her once again, smiling her disarming smile...

As time went on,I visited every place that held a special bond between us,
no mail or letter of hers arrived for which i waited each week...


Weeks turned to months,months to days,days to years,
She remained forgotten in my history books,a chapter in ruins...

Slowly my heart healed,her absence no longer a thorn in my heart,
Slowly her image too washed away,
Hope of her return faded with each ship that returned,
From sadness to sorrow,then to despair,followed by haunting memories...

after a long while there was acceptance...

For i try to remember her now,picking my brains to reveal the tombs of my old flame,
But alas , i fail to remember her name...

my grandmother

There are very few words i have left to describe this phenomenon, She is always seen with a smile reflecting on her face, She is seldom tired of jugglery in the kitchen, She is a bundle of energy at all times in the day, She is my source of strength in situations demanding courage... My earliest memories of childhood is holding her hands,walking to the a lot of temples, and then having a wonderful icecream, idli vade sambar on the way back... In the afternoon sun,sleeping next to her,listening to stories of gods, godmen and epics, At times hearing ramayana in the middle of mahabharatha... Those are times i fondly look upon with a smile... She is like a kid, even though technicaly she is a senior citizen, Always smiling, always a sport for a joke... She is strong willed, a god fearing simple woman... Yet her influence over a simple lad like me has been greatly infinite... I have seen various emotions draw on her face, elation at our success Sadness over a life s tough choices, Devotion in the presence of god, Tears in times of melancholy... Yet i ve have never seen her in anger, Never seen her shoulders droop by giving up, Never hurt anyone with her words... Even though her teeth are missing now, her bugs bunny style of dentistry is unavailable, She is among the most beautiful souls i have ever known , I shall ever know...