In Remembrance…

thatha

I don’t know the year you were born;
I don’t know how old you were;
I don’t know what you did for a living;
Or how much money you earned.I do remember other things —
Things that bring a smile to my face
And tears in my eyes
‘Cause while it’s all over, the memories I won’t erase

I remember how you taught me to pray;
Encouraged me to read, to write and tell stories.
The stories you told me, I remember till today
About the Ramayana, Mahabharata and mythology

You recorded cartoons for me when I was away
Took me to the park be it night or day;
Cut me mangoes in tiny pieces
In the summer months of May

I remember spending summer holidays with you
Reading books and watching TV
You spoilt my sister and me to the core
Buying us what we wanted but probably didn’t need

As I grew older I do realise
With you I didn’t spend much time
But you were still there
With all your blessings divine

I still remember our arguments
About the cricket more often than not
About how you were for India
While for me it was Aus all round

Your beliefs in astrology I never really got
But didn’t pooh-pooh it through and through
‘Cause there’s one thing I think I continue
And that’s trying to carry around something blue.

I didn’t understand why you said a lot of things
And thought it was illogical
But I guess we think differently,
You, a bit more philosophical
I’m going to miss all of this
The mangoes, the prayers, the loving worry
The arguments, the snoring, the stories,
The way you laughed at my jokes
And your very own wit!

I do hope you continue to watch out for me, your granddaughter
And that you blessings always remain
And while I couldn’t see you in your final days
Your memories with me shall forever stay.

[In loving memory of my grandfather, K. A. Ananth (19?? – 2006)]

(c) Sanch Vee @ Sanch Writes (5 October 2008. Originally penned in September 2006 when thatha died)

9 Comments

  1. Joe

    October 25, 2008 at 6:01 am

    Hi!
    I read the article “In Remembrance…”
    It was very touching and good, very affectionate and caring.
    This article not only holds good for you, but also for most of them who spent time with their grandparents and missing them badly.
    Though i could understand your feeling and pain, but somehow i never had moments of spending time either with grandfather or grandmother.
    They expired even before i was born…
    My memories about my grandparents are fresh on my mind with what my brothers said about them.

  2. Sanch, the writer

    October 26, 2008 at 12:26 am

    Joe, Thank you for that. I’m sorry you didn’t get to spend time with your grandparents. I was fortunate, being the oldest child on both sides, to have them all. I was closer to my mum’s parents because they looked after me when I was younger. Unfortunately, when my grandfather passed away in 2006, I wasn’t in India and couldn’t make it to his funeral. Hence, the poem.

    Thanks again, for reading and commenting.

    Cheers!

  3. straight point

    October 30, 2008 at 5:35 am

    As I grew older I do realise
    With you I didn’t spend much time
    But you were still there
    With all your blessings divine…

    very touching PB!!

    it transported me directly to my childhood days…

  4. Louisa

    November 3, 2008 at 10:22 am

    Hi Psych Babbler! Thanks for stopping by WTBAY! Great to “meet” you. Look forward to featuring your blog & seeing you around in blogland!m

  5. Louisa

    November 3, 2008 at 10:23 am

    This is a really lovely post by the way. I am really close to my grandparents (my daughter is named after my grandma) and I love what you have written here!

  6. Sanch, the writer

    November 5, 2008 at 4:47 am

    Straight Point, thanks for commenting. And glad it had the impact it did. 🙂

  7. Sanch, the writer

    November 5, 2008 at 4:48 am

    Louisa, Thanks for visiting and commenting! And yes, definitely looking to check out the blogs on WTBAY. Cheers!

  8. verbivorehere

    November 11, 2008 at 8:00 am

    So touching! Your words sure have a way to tug at heart.

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