let’s fly back home

30th December '13

let’s fly back home, it’s been a while

let’s fly back home, it’s been a while

there’s dust on the frames

there’s dust on the sill

there’s a thick layer lying still

let me get the rags…………

let’s fly back home, it’s been a while

let’s fly back home, it’s been a while

the bed is soft and crinkly too

just the way I like

the window opens to the branches green 

the sounds, the chirps await

the swing is empty so I’ll get the book

and a cuppa to warm…….

let’s fly back home, it’s been a while

let’s fly back home, it’s been a while

mixed feelings flood as I fly back home

there’s doom, there’s love, there’s happiness

mixed thoughts are muddled in the head

joy, fatigue and “I dunnos”

let’s fly back home, it’s been a while

let’s fly back home, it’s been a while

let’s fly back home

Memories

Never, you’ve never been away from me!

Your thought

Suddenly floods my mind

Like clouds, like sunrays, like moonshine.

It doesn’t just sadden me

It fills me up also with joy,

Exuberant joy –

Like the gurgling of a flowing river

Like the warmth around the fireplace in winter

Like the comfort of a soft shawl wrapped snuggly around

Like the fragrance of magnolias

Like the velvety feel of pansies

In these ways,

And in so many other ways

Your thought brings you closer to me.

In laughter

In the creases of my dress

In loving endearments

In the echo of my words,

You hide,

Then suddenly emerge

And become one with me

Like salt in water.

Never, you’ve never been far –

Have you?

In loving memory of 'nanima' who would have turned 90 today

(Translation of the poem ‘Smriti’ by Kumidini Khaitan on 24^th October ’13 by Keshav & Shreeja )

Before dawn ramblings

7th January '11

coming back
is desired
coming back
isn't easy
coming back
pains.

I write to you in verse
situation of my heart
which has a lot of love to give
but, there's a but in between.

Memories they play these games
take you back, again and again.
a simple day, some hours,
some conversations, some exploration..
a friendship we embarked
but we never saw where we really arrived
before parting.