Grand Ode IV

Here’s my last in this series of Grand Odes, this one is for my maternal grandfather. The man that he was, I wish I could have had some more time with him. With a stepmotherIt wasn’t easy to step furtherTwo red chillies, water and riceFor you to survive did it sufficeYou were youngYou were unsungOpportunity …

Grand Ode III

There is nothing like ‘a’ good time to remember your grandparents. This is my third in the series of Grand Odes and is dedicated to my paternal grandmother. She passed away some years back and I like to remember her this way. To and fro the market placeWe held our hands and walked with graceChoose …

Grand Ode II

This is a special one, a second in my series of Grand Odes, dedicated to my maternal grandmother who also passed away when I was in school. A strong willed and jovial woman with a knack to make things happen. Camphor made you a miniatureOh it was of a bad natureBut it could not do …

Grand Ode

My paternal grandfather passed away when I was around fourteen and we lived in different cities. We didn’t really spend a lot of time together but of whatever we did during vacations and from where my love for independent garden homes cropped up, I owe this ode to him. You were tallYou were heftyYou were …