My Grandfather - Diptarupa Mallick
Never had I thought I would lose you,
That I would never be able to see you,
From the day you breathed your last.
It’s not that I had not seen deaths in the past,
But your departure was something,
I could never accept either at first or last.
I cried a lot, looking at your things,
Remembering you, my eyes were full of tears,
Your absence was something I could not bear.
There was nothing I could do,
That could bring you back,
Your death, created in my life, a big gap.
Your words that even I could rank in class,
Kept ringing in my ears,Giving expression to your dreams,
Became my only desire.
Gradually, I succeeded….I became first in class,
But you were transformed into a portrait then,Alas!
You had told me, not to weep,
When you are not there,
“How could you say so?” I cry and wonder!
I miss you,
I want you in my life forever,
I can never forget you, ‘Dada’, never!
Please come back to me,
And hold my hand –
And take me to your magic land.
I aspire to be your granddaughter,
In all other lives,
And want you as my grandfather,
Who can make me smile.