Words which flourish when she waters my thoughts-
1. Her smile is the story of her teethless jawline. Her talk is the tale half-swallowed by her, half-understood by others. Her eating is a poetry, lengthy with less volume.
2. Her face is the silent music of Vedic charm tuning in the lyrics of holy purity. She is a Goddess who appears as a devotee, worshipping fervently.
3. Her palms can’t restrict the running nose of water tap properly. But her pat has enough power to cure a bleeding mind.
4. Dye of desert adorns her skin. But ripples of wrinkles are frozen all over it.
5. Her waist has become bent. It’s not just the result of age. It’s the load of responsibilities she has been carrying all these years, as a daughter, as a daughter-in-law, as a sister, as a sister-in-law, as a mother, as a mother-in-law, as a wife, as a granny, as a woman so strong.
6. The charcoal canvas of her scalp is now painted with numerous lines of white. And her mid parted alley is still clear where vermilion walks boldly.
7. Her romance ride has come to a halt. But that bindi kissing her forehead, those bangles embracing her hand, those toerings clinging her toes sing how her love for Ajaa still revolves like a circle endlessly.
8. Autumn has settled in her body permanently without waiting for the arrival of spring anymore. But the season in her eyes never remains dry when she murmurs about the illness of her offsprings.
9. It’s hard for her to learn & use technology. It’s harder for technology to limit & understand her.
10. Her age has withered. Her energy has evaporated. But her significance in our lives will breathe not for life long, but longer than life.
*Aai – maternal grandmother
*Ajaa – maternal grandfather
Wrap your grandparents with love & warm your heart. They need it. You need to do it.