Clairvoyant grandma

The smell of books,

Scent of coffee,

Warmth of my mother’s hug!

Morning dews,

Barefoot on damp grass,

As the coal loaded trains whistle pass!

The sunsets,

Flutes and birds singing in their nests,

Grandpas jokes and lines by Gulzar!

Kishore plays,

Zimmer dramatics intense thinking,

Clad in red atpoure sari, yellow roses, 

fresh henna on palms!

Mimicking the stars,

Chandbalis passed generations,

Twinkles! Lighting the path to freedom.