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 … Continue reading Grand Ode IV

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 … Continue reading Grand Ode