June 01st, 2017

This is inspired by my neighbour aunty, Sujatha back in my home town in India. She is still our neighbour, still our other mother/our aunty/our inspiration to laugh, live and let live.
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145, the other home.
By Neeraja Havaligi.

Memories of many days
Months and years
Pass my fingers 
As I think of you
Aunty.

The smile reaching your eyes
The ears always willing listeners
The eyes, enormous pools of humor and wisdom
The hands that pampered us
With pachadies, pulusus and more,
The feet that walked for us
The heart that holds us close
With love only you seem to have in abundance for all. 
Thank you for being
Part of my life
As I grew 
On 6th, between 141 and 145
Knowing that I always have you
Standing tall and proud 
Of all I accomplished 
in my life.

​Thank you for trusting my strength in myself
And trusting the wide world of goodness
To care for me
Far away from 6th.
It is trust that defines you
Trust that life is good
And it will get better 
If we laugh, let go and live,
Like you do.