They’ve not left you!
How terrible is the finality of death especially when it’s a member of your family you were close to!
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memories
Lanes of memories
A part of me was left behind,
As I left those lanes of memories.
From kindergarten
To completing school,
Everything past stood.
Revisiting
How could a tiny ruptured wooden box do justice to half a century’s worth of memories?
Read moreGrandma’s recipe book
When it was time to leave, and my parents came to pick me up, grandma would always give me a few crystals of mishri.
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