Happy Birthday Thatha..you would have been 88 today!

Happy Birthday, Thatha.

It might have been so many months past a year,

Well, almost two years; two dark years,

Since you left us.

Yet the grief is the same,

I miss you the same.

It is so hard not to look at your picture,

Into your eyes, that looks so real even now,

So full of love, so unconditional.

I feel so guilty, at times,

When I try hard not to think of you,

Because I know I’ll just break down,

In your thoughts, like right now.

The days when I thought you’ll come back

Are sadly over.

I know you are not coming back.

I’m not going to see you again,

I know, I know that.

You have left us. Forever.

With so many of your memories.

That still inspires me,

And makes me think of you,

With so much pride.

You will be loved, remembered,

And missed, painfully, beyond words.

A flood of tears,

Your Sharmi

The little bird wants to fly!

All I want to do,
Is fly away.
Fly away far.
Alone.
On my own.
And be myself.
Just myself. 

The little grown-up girl..

Bright big eyes,

Faint smile on the lips,

The little girl, 

Growing up every single day,

Spreads her arms wide,

Into the warmth of the sun rays,

Eyes closed in the blinding brightness,

Taking in the freshness of the breeze.

A delicate little heart,

So full of love and forgiveness,

Unconditionally given to everyone around,

Giving the shoulders to all who need,

Brightening up everyone’s day,

With the brave and genuine smile that says all,

The smile that hides a thousand tears,

Carrying some pain that is never shared,

Sunk in the sea of loneliness,

Going to bed each night

With tears and stifled sobs,

Waiting to share with someone who cares,

Living in dreams and fantasies of her own,

Refuses to live within walls of confinement.

She sees the world with a different pair of eyes,

That views all things beautiful,

In a vista so far from others’,

Being shunned for the same, almost always.

Hated for what she is,

Never been understood wholly,

Yearns for just that.

A little love, a little more understanding,

A little care when she cries her heart out.

She still sees life optimistically,

With a lot of belief and trust in her heart,

Holding hope in her hands,

Tightly clenched,

Waiting for miracles to happen,

The change that might come in,

Or just elude her, unsympathetically.

The little grown up girl,

Her arms still stretched out,

To get some love.

A tear or two, drops down the cheeks.

Things are going to be okay, someday.

It will be.

If it is meant to be.

A year has passed!

It has been a year.
Time has flown.
Memories haven't.
Grief stays, unmoved.
Pain stays, not any lessened.

It was this day, a year back.
When you held my hand and talked to me.
And cried.
And then left us, forever.

We love you more as days fly.
We miss you more as months run.
If ever possible, will you come back to us?

Miss you like hell, Thatha!


Tears,
Your Sharmi

Hmm..

Oh, the days just refuse to move.
I'm pushing them.
May be I need to try harder.

Forever, will miss you...

It has been 261 days since you left us.

It’s been so long.

And I still can’t believe that you’re not with us anymore.

No matter how hard I try

Not to think of you or cry,

Here I am crying, inconsolably.

Our home has never been this sad.

Never this lonely.

Never.

No one to love, like you did.

No one to care, the way you did.

We miss you, Thatha.

Beyond words.

But I can write about nothing else.

And I know this feeling isn’t just for now.

But forever. Forever.

We've stepped into a new year.

But without you.

We miss you, Thatha!