The moment when innocent toothless smile
flickered on my lips seeing her calm nurturing aura,
marked the beginning of our never ending kinship.
For it was a blissful moment of ecstasy for a woman,
who had once lost her angel child.
Our relationship was more sacred and stronger
than a mother's love towards her child.
What an eloquent and antique name
she had sorted-out for me!.
She endured all my acts filled with naughtiness
and covered me with kisses.
She chanted "Ganesh Mantras"and prayed
to remove obstacles that I had in my studies.
No other drink that I had sipped until now,
tasted like her hot horlicks milk.
The songs that she taught me during my childhood,
had imprinted in depth in my mind.
No one else had prayed for me,
with such a great devotion and earnestness.
Her love was the fuel that
enabled me to do the impossible.
Her lessons of forgiveness and compassion,
always navigated me towards the right path in life.
Once when she was hospitalized,I experienced
deep emptiness and loneliness as of never before.
Her unconditional love had always given me
immense strength to face hurdles in life.
I loved her more than my successful working mom,
as she made me realise that
" Pure unconditional love is all above money".
I had never ever met such a woman with
so much selflessness and forgiveness.
Her intense devotion towards"Lord Shriram"
and deep understanding of principles of Ramayan
encouraged her to serve others selflessly since childhood.
She is not just my Grandma for me,
she is like my second mother,
she is my Guru.
She is my heartbeat,
as I can't imagine living without her.
She loves me with all her heart and soul.
" She is my nurturing core, a core that is deep rooted."