Tuesday 9 January 2024

If you would have known…

Why did you believe you couldn't restart?

Why did you suffer silently?

Do you now see the sorrow and broken hearts?

Would you still choose to leave privately?

Did you not want to see us again anymore?

Because we didn’t figure out your despair?

Was it that long you were hurting?

Why didn’t you cry in all fair and square?


How could you leave us without warning?

Why did you con us with your beautiful demeanour?

How did we not know that you were so good to be true?

Why did you have to carry all that alone?


Has your pain ended?

For us, its just the beginning.

Has death brought you any good?

For us, it’s just emptiness.


If you would have known, we wanted you to stay longer.

If you would have known, we would always help.

If you would have known, you left us without warning.

If you would have known, you left us only with questions.

If you would have known, we loved you so much. 

If you would have known, we will always miss you. 

My three weeks with you were the times I rested,

Little did I know that I would never have this later.

Your gentleness will go a long way,

May you rest in peace, Chechi. 

Friday 17 February 2023

My Final Flight

I got up like any other day, 

Felt the sunshine as I lay,

Greeting my cattles, birds and dogs,

Heard my sons’ travelogues.

Reliving my bright, younger years; 

Of pomp, of pride, of style, of beers. 

Didn’t quite realise my wife on errand,

Better get ready like any legend.

How I enjoy catching up with my wrinkle clan! 

To laugh out loud, to pour my heart out, 

To share the little joys, to ease the abandoned pains,

Do you count the number of days?

The clock struck 6, sunset in 

Felt a curious head spin. 

Did someone call me out? 

I decided to give the benefit of doubt.

Drove towards home after an eventful soiree 

Little did I know that would be my last Saturday 

Would never see home again; 

My land, my family, my life mundane 

The truck carried everything away, 

I couldn’t get up like any other day 

Felt ripping pain as I lay. 

Flashing memories came all the way. 

Angels descended upon me,

They took me on my final flight.

With no passport, no baggage, no security check,  

Just a grateful soul to meet my father in heaven.

Quickly I send a message before I go on airplane mode forever,

“Laugh as we always did. Do not weep at my grave because I am not there. I have lived so well and have no regrets. 

Go find me in everyone’s smile, find me in the sea waves, find me in the sunshine, find me inside you.”

And here I am logging out and signing off from my journey called life. 

I will see you on the other side. 

In the memory of my father-in-law, who really lived so well. 

Wednesday 16 March 2022

Serendipity - Over Cookies and Coffee (Part 4)

The cosmos had always brought them to each other’s doorsteps to confide, to console and to comfort. It was very special to be entwined in cords and knots that couldn’t be wrecked for worldly reasons. Their bond was never demanding and they quite understood their priorities since their vacuums had been very meticulously filled. Nobody else would have done it better than them in unison. The time and rhythm did play late but it always remembered to play at the right time. Wasn’t that divine?

So, it came the day when they wheeled to meet at this exotic, almost unheard of an island, hemmed in still blue waters, gated with hills and lush green trees. The pandemic had kept them away and they had not seen faces since the time they don’t even remember. Containing their excitement as well as anxiety was beyond their stimuli. Well they say, distance makes the heart grow fonder… is that true?


It was a rainy day, which brought them flashbacks of their intimacy and tenderness. This was happening for real. They were going to spend two days together, something they never saw coming. It was like a dream come true or were they dreaming? Thanks to the pandemic coverings, just their eyes filled with delight finally met. What a eureka moment it was!! The pretty little cottage was waiting for their arrival. It was situated very close to the ocean. They could hear the soft gushing waves, the gentle breeze and the fresh smell of the sand. After removing the masks and locking their hands, they headed towards their fairy-tale abode.

Some combinations of people and places are magical, they might not happen ever again but we still are so grateful to be a part of this pixie dust. They both had a perennial smile glued on their faces, which didn’t even get tired wearing off.


After a quick change and satisfying their hunger pangs, went on a boat ride… nothing to tick from their bucket list because they just did what life gave them which was actually the bucket list they never had. As long as they could hear each other laugh, cry, smile, frown and sulk, it was all that mattered. Of course, it does look like people who have eloped from a Hallmark movie but it was true... Love has no reasons. Aby and Rob had found their existence, met finally to detoxify themselves, drink endless cups of coffee together, eat each other’s cookies and delectable cuisine, roam around in their nightwear without keeping track of time and do some crazy adventures in the capacity of their age.


They met ‘serendipity’, I absolutely fancy the meaning of this word…'It's the occurrence and development of events by chance in a happy or a beneficial way.I completely feel that the moment you let go, and you are receptive to the universe, the stars shine and smile down on. 

Hit the below links to enjoy the previous parts - 

Sunday 4 October 2020

More than Cookies and Coffee! - Part 3

She never enjoyed visiting the markets or conflicting with the vendors. Firstly because she never trailed the price drill, secondly because she never understood the vendor slang and lastly because she didn't know the tricks of trade and ended up buying the most useless things. 

Friday 26 June 2020

In Pursuit of Happiness

This is what Mark Twain said, “The best way to cheer yourself up is to try to cheer somebody else up”. 

Who does not want to be happy in this world healing from so many catastrophes? 

Tuesday 16 June 2020

Let Us Share...it is trending!

As a little boy, I was always showered with gifts like toy cars, bikes and guns. Meanwhile my sister happily played with her little kitchen set, crushing Marie biscuits, pretending to mother her dolls, bathe them, make little frocks out of leftover rags, basically and ethically, knowingly and unknowingly, had started preparing herself at a very early age.

Thursday 28 May 2020

It’s not Fair!

Beauty lies in the eyes of the beholder” and for me beauty has always been inside-out because not everything is here to stay.     

I wouldn't call it love at first sight, but even in her demure self she was attractive. She had a sense of gentleness in her words, her smile was always welcoming, her bright-brown eyes were an ocean of emotions and never-ever she sulked, come what the questions put forth. Oh, how I adored her graceful walk! Her dainty, slim structure swayed so elegantly at every step, she took. Her wavy hair followed the rhythm of the wind and her million-dollar smile took my greys away.

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