Tuesday, August 13, 2013

TODAY. 2012

Today, you've been in Heaven for a year.
Today, I couldn't control my tears. Again.
Don't lemme make this a habit, Ma.
I get dehydrated and fuck up my workout.
You're at peace, I know.
And I also know you've got them on their feet up there.
Quite the taskmaster you were.
Today, can you play trainer to me??
I can't stop the tears.
Ma. Heaven. Today. 2012.

Sunday, August 4, 2013

DEAR FRIEND

On this Friendship Day, be it known that I cherish your friendship,
not any more today than I do every day.
Each day I am, you are special.
And will remain.
Always.

Saturday, July 27, 2013

BIRTHDAY IN HEAVEN

It's your first birthday in heaven today Ma.
You've been there for almost a year now.
No, I'm not worried about you missing me as much as I do. You'll be just fine with the angels you've befriended.
Don't relish too much of that birthday cake though.
I've heard they're much sweeter there and, you could do with fewer calories :)
It's a li'l dull here since you left.
I hope the slice I have becomes a part of you, as I am.
Mom. Heaven. Keep living, like you always did.
Happy birthday to you. Happy birthday to you..

Tuesday, November 13, 2012

LIGHT

May the festival of lights usher joy, peace and plenty into your lives.
I am glad (and very, very grateful) to have the power back on :-)

Happy Diwali all.

Thank God for light.

Sunday, September 2, 2012

IOU


Ma, I owe you that massage.
The one which bought you much relief around the neck and shoulders.
Your tired bones, your weary muscles responded well to my hands.
In all our differences, there was at least that one thing we agreed on.
Ha!!
You are not here now.
But I always repay my debts.
Mom. Heaven. August 13, 2012.
"In the sweet, by and by, we shall meet on that beautiful shore..."

Sunday, August 26, 2012

SCENT

I opened your closets today.
Your dresses, your coats...they all have your smell.
And your favorite burgundy shawl, the Paisley Pashmina, that's got your scent.
It made me smile. But not for long.
Mom. Heaven. August 13, 2012.
Lingering-a-roses.

POWER

I shield my eyes, lest they be seen crying.
But the tears come anyway.
Uncontrolled.
No weapon wields that strength.
Mom. Heaven. August 13, 2012.
Ma, you got the power.