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I'd forgotten how it felt like to be at my grandparents' place, a long time had passed since I last lay laze at my grandparent's place.
My childhood room is oddly cozy,
therapeutic, calming and very rosy,
verses from the Ramayana reverberates in my ears,
a subtle background hymn my grandfather plays.
In this room, I lie in peace
as all my worries fade and disappear.
before me, an innocent child appears,
stubborn, impatient, but deeply loved.
She laughs her sweet guileless laugh,
and I smile back with understanding renewed;
She did not know of her blessings then,
but now she does, with great comprehension.
I pull her into a warm warm hug,
"my dear" I say "don't be so smug".
"You're loved and cherished
as you always shall be,
and you soon shall see
how lovely your life would turn out to be!
Forgive yourself for your flaws,
hardheadedness and sweet ignorance,
just as I forgive you for all your shortcomings.
You have only begun to grow,
you shall soon reap the seeds you sow".
I look out my childhood window near the bed in my childhood room,
where many a passing moons I've watched,
a sense of peace transcends my beings
as my childhood years flash and beam.
I look at my grandfather seated in the hall,
the passage of years had taken a toll;
hanging skin and frailing bones,
black-rimmed glasses and a dimming skin tone.
But in all the years of passing time,
grandpa never lost his good old hair,
which had, from a silky black, turned white and fair.
With a subtle smile, I watched him awhile;
reading from the voluminous book
of Ram and Seetha, their many tribulations and trials.
Here I lie, feeling happy and daze,
in my childhood room at my grandparent's place,
and here I find myself grounded and calm,
where my childhood memories make a healing balm.
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