MEMORIES

Her calm, sweet, smile never slipped a second for me

Her presence, as soothing as the shade of a tree

Her lullaby, that magical tune

With fairy touch, sleep was sewn.

Her memories, even precious than gold

Those feeble hands, again I want to hold.

So close,  yet so far are you

How i say how much i miss you

She had a fragrance of her own, so dear to me

Oh! Dadi*! How can I forget thee!

*Dadi -  Grandmother

HOME SWEET HOME

There is nothing in the world as sweet as a home. "EAST OR WEST, MY HOME IS THE BEST" as the saying goes. HOME is the symbol of human togetherness - a place where all of us learn the first steps of life and where we complete our old-age. For most of the people the very thought of home brings fond memories, nostalgic feelings and sad emotions.

HOME is

Where memories stay

Where sorrows become lighter

Where days are bright, nights brighter

HOME is

Where life is easy going

Where heart and head becomes one

Where hurt ceases and sleep comes at once

HOME is

Where our quests ends

Where our grannies come alive

Where our childhood always thrive

HOME is

Where we find all the colours

Where we realize our unseen dreams

Where our dreams are brought to light with fairy wings