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A Grieving Traveler

I sat in a train again Without you... I sat with pain again Without you.. I wish you were there I wish to get back your stare I wish to share some words How I wished to look out of the window the same way as yesterday.. This journey that I start again Without you... This journey that I pause more often Without you... As there is no one to put a hand on My shoulder of disdain.. As there is no one to just make a  Harmless gesture of being insane.. How I wished to sip that cup of tea with a relentless life beyond the sea waiting to be free.. *Dedicated to my mom as she shares her feeling of loneliness after my dad passed away last year. They both used to love traveling together... * picture courtesy the author while she captures this on her train ride to  Carlisle, PA.
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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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