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A Prison Filled With Smoke

 I drew with a pencil that broke in the middle I drew with the shorter half that choked on the riddle I knew it was going to be harder to hide my fiddle I drew on top of a scar that had been ripped open too far I drew the stitches to cover the leakage in rage I made the lead to break I drew dark glasses to hide my eyes from lies that cover my face I drew empty classes where I teach freedom I knew no one would come and take the risk that it encompasses I drew the bucket  that has holes everywhere I drew the station that never sees a train only the pain of everything passing right through the empty tracks I drew a relation that is always in tension what should I say how should I pay what should I do not to stay I drew a blanket to cover my soul I drew a bullet to destroy the ghoul I knew someone will call me out I knew someone will shout I drew a chair where I can sit and think about being fair I drew a floor filled with gravity of good time smoke gathered around me suddenly, I ...
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Aaee Lo ( Dearest Nana In Odiya Language)

Beautiful
Adventurous
You name it
And she had it
That's My nana, ( Aaee - in Odiya)
She taught me
To be rooted
To be well suited
To treat yourself
Not to beat yourself 
Talking to her all night
Listening to stories that felt so right 
Some took me back in time
A looking glass filled with memories
Her morning huddle
Chewing betel quid (paan ) and planning subtle
Her blanket cuddles
With her cheek filled with dimples
She did fishing
Loved diving
Like a mermaid she tossed her fins
While the fishes caught in the net were her win
Laughing was her strength 
Alongside humming to folk songs..
That made palm trees sway in the wind
With the evening sunset at the horizon
Where grandpa (Ajja) quietly watered the plants
The smell of wet earth amused her
As she was nature's daughter
And didn't mind any bit of wildlife clutter
From bravely chasing the baboons off the terrace
To dangling the snakes out of her farm
She never meant those creatures any harm
As calm was her charm while casually sitting milking the cows and caressing their calves
Onboard with everything with a mischievous scream
Specially her cravings for chocolate Ice Cream
Making her eyes chuckle
One would be surprised
To how well she had taught us without advising 
To always love the act of living 
*pic courtesy: captured in Bhawani Bhawan, the house that my grandpa (Ajja) build and named after my Aaee(Nana), Kandarpur,Odisha (Right to Left) My brother Joyke, Aaee in blue saree, sweety my cousin, me )
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