Grandmother...

While rushing through the morning hustle bustle and going to office with a day packed with work, potluck and s seminar, the sad news of death of my grandmother clogs my mind. Tears roll down while I get some alone time in the bus.

She was my granny's younger sister, but we were close as we lived in the same building in our childhood. 

After my granny's death, we surely developed a new bond with her. My brother and I had never lived without our granny and took time to come to terms with her death. She was such an anchor during that phase. We would take out stupid reasons like reading magazines and visit her just to be around her. In her company we found a lot of solace then. Slowly as college and work started eating a lot of our time, the interactions became scarce, even fewer after marriage, but the strong bond remained. 

I still remember whenever I gave her something when we met, she would refuse it. Only my insistence that I don't need a reason to buy saree for her would make her accept it with eyes filled with tears of joy.

I remember so many things even today and can relate to how my mom and mom-in-law behave with my kids!

Would miss you Aaji, this one is for you

Grandmother is such a blessing
Pouring all the love but expecting nothing

She was traditional yet with an open mind

Gentle loving caring and kind

She would always say "things were not so in my times"

But wouldn't pull us back from enjoying our times

We could see joy in her eyes when we smiled

And sadness and hidden tears when we cried

We could see the pride when we achieved something 

And "don't worry, it's alright" in the consoling

We knew there is someone to hide behind

When words mom and dad said were not so kind

We were so lucky to have you grandma

Wish we could pass on such love around