Mamu’s prayer

This Assam girl is close to my heart, Very close. She, in fact, is a part of my family Indistinguishable part. Lustrous was her life Till a tornado in Chicago Torn it to pieces. With one stoke, a massive stroke, The Fate destroyed her present and future Leaving her a residue of a massive rupture. … Read more

The doves will be back

  Went to Ayyappa temple To pay my salutes humble. God was inside, aloof A pair of doves on the roof Enjoying the sunlight, Ready for a flight, Chirping, playing Moving together, None dares to climb the roof Of the home where god dwells But did these little birds A lovely pair Stroll over God’s … Read more

Mothers' day musing conluding chapter

Far, far away in my memory line, I see the face of a dark, tall elderly woman hiding a ripe banana fruit, nenthrampazam, away from my sight, to be given to my younger brother. She was my maternal grand father’s  mother, partial to my brother as he was not eating rice then, though he liked varieties made of rice. … Read more

Mothers' day musing part 3

Mothers’s day musing.  part  3 The good old man, who succumbed to the call of his palate, ignoring  the request of his caretaker paced the length and breadth of the big backyard of our house, unable to bear the weight of his repentance  and lamented, ” I was condemned as worthless and discarded by my … Read more

Mothers' day musing part 2

Mothers’ day musing- part  2 The person presently occupying the honorable chair of my mother, is older to me by only 6/7 years and therefore, is more like an elder sister rather than a mother.  She is none other than , hold your breath, my own and only mother- in- law, whom we all in … Read more

Mothers'day musing- part 1

No need to allot an exclusive day to remember my mother. My life is her ‘bikshai’, gift, and if I forget her I am not worth to be called a human.   There are two other women, whom I revere on par with my mother thought I didn’t grow in their womb or did I extract … Read more

The smell of the soil – chapter 10

“Appa, I fail to understand why you should be so remorseful,?” asked Ramya, unable to find better words to solace the wounded soul. “You had no other go than doing what you did. The circumstances were so tiring, inescapable.”‘”Your acts were least selfish, solely to satisfy the minimum needs of a dying father.”  Consoled Chami.”If … Read more