go back to where she was hail and hearty,
taking care of me when i could barely manage to walk,
running behind me with the lunch in hand,
waking me up early for school,
cooking all that i loved to eat,
parenting me when my parents were at office.
but as time went by,
you had become a child,
ever so sweet and innocent,
it was now time for us to take care of you.
you never were any trouble for us,
instead, you were the driving force of the house,
once that kept us busy but happy all day long,
never for once, letting boredom creep on us.
all that now remains are her memories,
as fresh as the morning dew,
with the warmth of the cup of tea,
on a winter morning.
the house now is bereft of its cutest member,
the room is vacant now,
but we still peep in the room out of habit as we pass by,
we still head to your room first after entering the house,
it will take us time to get used to your absence,
but i know, you are watching over us from above,
and will always provide light whenever we need,
i love you ajji...
