Grandfather

Grandfather, the guardian sent by God,

Most of the time it's like a dream,

It's been eighteen years since he left,

Died when I was three years,

I couldn't recollect any of my memories,

That happened on that particular time,

Expect his memory,

I can remember the moments,

Few video cliping resonates him in my mind,

I still have that connection with him,

Not in real but it surreal sense,

Like a dream he lived,

All call me by his name,

And address me as his granddaughter,

Which is so heartouching,

Heart feels heavy when I think he cannot come back,

But I feel his presence whenever I am sick,

My mom had told me how he used to pamper me so much,

He treated his daughter like a princess,

A granddaughter like a queen,

My eyes begs to see him atleast once,

But situations changed everything,

Thatha, I want to hold your hands and walk,

I want to take you back to my school days,

And I want to introduce you to my friends,

I want to you to know how much I miss you,

I always have asked amma that I wanted your presence,

Even today when I was making your favourite dishes,

The inner child in me cryed and wanted a compliment from you,

Saying everything taste so good,

No much remembered memories,

But felt that your guarding us from above,

Thatha, you know something your granddaughter is growing big,

But still wants to go back to her thatha and complain about her day,

Badly wanted to hold your hands and walk,

I know you are next to me all the time,

But if you were here I would have got the love of a grandfather,

Come back if possible,

Waiting for your teddy hugs.......