My Grandmother (Badi Maa)

When I was a teenager I wrote a poem for my badimaa”Grand Ma”. Though she was not familiar with english vocabulary and diction, she took the poem with a great pride. She used to ask both me and Grand Paa to translate it to her in Hindi or Punjabi. With pride she would call her friends and relatives to tell them about my gibberish ode to her. I was never comfortable with such show of emotion so would squirm as she would tell about my poem to everyone else. As i grew up I forgot about what I had written and we both moved on. Now she died on 22nd February 2015, and I tried to be pragmatic and bold about it. I shed tears but very little of them. After coming back from cremation my brother and I were in her room. My brother was just going through some of her stuff when he found this old pale page and asked me if I wrote to her. First a little numb I didn’t comprehend until I opened the folded paper my whole body started to quake. And that night I cried remembering our love, bond, fight, hurt, happiness, innocence, anger and peace.

Yesterday was a miracle

Today I saw it’s sequel

You singing lullabies

You held my hand

You are angel in disguise

Your face is old and worn out

You have laughing lines all around

But your eyes full of my life

Leaves me astound

With my every mistake your frown

My innocent eyes makes you give in

But I know you can see through my pretence

And you also know it

Wish you have a life forever

But till time allows

You are my Grandmother

You took me to the garden for the walk

You told me how to fight bad man who stalk

Your angry eyes leaves bad monster stunned

You showed me God was one

And pray through heart leaves you forgiven

Your gentle lips with soft smile

Shushes me when I cry

You are my teddy bear

When I’m scared

You are my will when I doubt to dare

So wish you had  life forever

So let spend some time together

Till time allows…you are my Grandmother.


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