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Love Is Simple

Love is a warm soup In repeated loop A hot tea left for you at the table  When you are rushing Through the morning fable Love is when you are  So eager to meet That you don't mind Getting all wet in the rain Or a splash of mud That stays on your dress like an annoying stain Love is when even Though you cannot see You just can feel What's happening Love is a drop of sweat A lengthy duet A nice outfit that Was sewed to fit in  No matter the shape or size  Love is a song  That takes you back To where it all began Or where the massacre ended Love is a touch That says so much Love is a fetch That runs alongside Love is a nest Of nurture and share The constant urge for you to prepare Love is a silent long walk With your grandfather While he keeps doing things at a pace And somehow passes you their trace With his silent gaze  Love is a conversation With your father Who narrates you a story From their closet filled with memories Love is a kiss on your forehead While you sleep Love is t

Aaee Lo ( Dearest Nana In Odiya Language)

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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