Friday, October 17, 2008


Thousand assurances are pressed
in the creased smile of grand mother
and the coconut offered to God by grandfather.

Later, in the diaries that are written
and the anecdotes shared
There are those assurances
that you are safe.

There was enough running before hugging you
with an affectionate briskness.
But during those anxious moments
everything was burning,like the blazing sun.


Usha Pisharody said...

A beautifully captured moment in the close. The feelings are genuine, and the blessings there.

Simple, this one, and as with all simple things, wise and profound!

Rukhiya said...

The end, again! Your ends take the cake!! Brilliant!