In the memories of
those times, my darling,
Let me delve into my
past-
Or shall I say our
past?
When I was infatuated
to television
But there was not any
at our home;
When movies would
beckon me
Through the cascade
of dark night
Until when moon light
and daylight met:
You and I have grown
together.
In those cold nights
with the cold feet
Through the cold
terraces
Consuming cold breeze
with the cheeks
And Bata –chapel-worn
legs;
We have shared dream
of buying a TV
And the cold night
together.
You and I would sleep
together
And yet how can I
forget you waited
For me with the warm
mattress and blanket
And the unlatched
door for me to enter home?
Those tearful moments
When I would depart
the next day
For my college or
high school-
Why would you withdraw
some money
From your PATUKI (1)
and give me secretly?
I would see silent
tears climbing down;
But you never would
show me!
Sometimes early in
the morning
Why would you give me
yoghurt
Before I departed?
Perhaps you never
told me you love
Nor did I ever
Like the girls and
boys do to each other!
But lines are for
you, my love-
I also have cracked
my voice with emotion
And suffocated in
bidding farewell;
At times scared with
thoughts-
Thought of whether we
will meet again.
With the rising sun
If I wake up every
day,
It is because you
have been the reason
For me to live
Dream
And sing.
My grandma: This
moment is dedicated
To you: in your
thoughts!
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