Grandmotherhood!

Some while back I reminisced after seeing a picture of a person, without whom life wouldn't be so amazing and wonderful.
My Grandmother.
Dida, this one's for you.

                      THE GRANDMA WE LOVE!

 Unusually warm, unbelievably soft,        

They’re blessed with tender hands and silver locks.

With light blue eyes and a ‘to-die-for’ smile,

Plucking away flowers as they march on for miles and miles.

Somehow, they have their own bottled fragnance,

And, when our grandmother’s speak there is no other music that can match the level of their sweet essence.

Their laughter is the most beautiful song for the ears,

And their hug, people! Is the place where all the ailments get cured!

They’re the best dramatists putting Shakespeare to shame,

One will roll and yelp and scream and cry in laughter and pleasure happily exclaiming, “It is my grandmother who is to be blamed!”

Kitchen is their domain and they can turn into tigresses in there,

Pampering everyone with their hearty meals an extra care!

Their wrinkles showcase how gracefully they’ve aged,

Oh, God! How can their uncanny-sixth-sense tell them how to catch a lie! I’m amazed!

And my friends! If you don’t find a solution to your problems,

Bury yourself into their arms and within a jiffy , an unexpected smile will adorn your face to say-  Thank you god! for creating a mystique creature called-GRANDMOTHER!

An ode to womanhood, to strength, to vigour

Ah! Yes! That’s our grandmother, That’s our grandmother!

Dida, thanks for being the best!:)