Baskadia

I have seen my grandmother deeply dear

in the first part of my childhood;
blurred but beautiful some memories of her
still mesmerize me making
an affluent affectionate hood over my head.

"O Shuk, O Shuk" - what an enchanting and
attractive calling of her full of anxiety 
in the absence of mine a bit- it was - emitting
echoes throughout nature, which is now
throughout the cosmos of my life!

© Shukdeb Chandra Mazumder
    03-08-2023