They could spend ages on the balcony, staring at traffic and life passing by till the day darkened and they came back indoors, to turn on the lamps, switch on the light in the prayer room, and get busy with an evening routine. The old woman would prepare dinner. The young girl would study for a while or watch TV before getting up to help with the rotis just before dinner. Long chats, family gossip, histories, mysteries, nostalgia, curiosity.
It has been a year now since the girl stands alone. Or at least, so she thinks. She hopes. She prays. And the face that flickers on the photograph by the memorial candle smiles knowingly.
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10 comments:
Loneliness is a meloncholy thing || Nostalgia -- happiness it does bring || The elders blessings are always there || To help, guide, protect -- and even repair || Scattered pearls into Life's lovely string!
Aunty G, welcome back | This limerick is right on track || Thank you for your words so wise | I see it now through your eyes || And know that there's nothing I lack!
You have such a beautiful way of writing about her... brings out the beauty and love between you with every line.
You have such wonderful memories of her. I know it must have been hard to lose her, but you're so lucky to have had her in your life. I lost both sets of my grandparents when I was really young so I don't have any memories associated with them.
You make me feel weepy .I never knew my maternal grandmother and I lost my thamma when I was 14 - .Your post brought back memories .
All of you: thanks. Similar words from all of you had helped me at this time last year too :) Now to go and write a more cheerful post!
Beautiful memorium. Hugs.
Aww. :0( Is this Dida? Big hug. Having been the favorite grandchild of both grandmothers, I know how that bond feels. There's none else like it.
Mystic Margarita: Thanks.
OJ: You bet it is her! And yes, you got it right, it's the most pampered status in the world!
Lovely! I'm sure her blessings are always with you.
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