Some small words for our beloved founder
Khamghini hkmI understand blogs are getting bored sometimes, so I will make sure to be short and crisp.I don't know where to start from. Though I lack in expressing my emotions but now that I 've got a chance to show how deeply I used to love and care for my nanu and Nani mumma I wouldn't want to miss it. NANU always used to preach to us about the importance of punctuality and discipline but he wasn't wary of the fact that he is the sole definition of these very two words. Honestly, I am the most timid cousin out of all of us. And Nanu used to scold the hell out of everyone whenever we were wrong. I mean who would not resist scolding dumb kids like us?! But now the most we miss is his scoldings and Nani mumma's saving..who knew that these scoldings would be the base of our survival?Whatever it be but nanu and Nani Mumma are the people who have secured our childhood and whoever we are right now..they've moulded us into such an exquisite shape that now wherever we go we carry a minute persona of them in ourselves. I have written this poem for Nanu Nani Mumma. The poem is titled Dear Sun and Moon, Chandu is Nanu’s nickname and Suraj is my nani mumma’s name. I just tried correlating the two. Hope every one of u acknowledges it.DEAR SUN & MOONThe summers are long gone, but still, your memories hit me like a wild storm.Things are not the same as before, your presence was more precious than diamond and gold.I feel my throat getting sore, but I miss you two more than ever before.I miss your smiles and walks, especially the way you used to loll and snore.I miss your voice especially the way you used to scold us when we made noise, or when we used to run around the house like little mice.I wish I could turn back the clock and listen to all your talks.I wish I could hug you so tight, and keep on doing so for the rest of the night.I wish I would have known all this beforehand, so that I could cherish all that we had. But now that you’ve gone so far, I cannot even find you among those stars.Oh, dear Sun & moon, I find you there looking at me every night and noon.I see you two passing your charming smiles at me, Oh God, I wonder how lucky someone like me could ever be.You two were like a home to us, but now we see you shining above all of us.People used to say it right, “You realise the worth of your loved ones only when they leave.”The people for whom we care, once they leave, they make us realise that they were simply so RARE.I know instead of framing these words in my poem, I should have said this to you long ago. I thought it was easy to say, that it hurts when your loved ones suddenly disappear from your way.But now that I know, you two were like a sweet home, way too precious than my soul.
