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Portrayal of My Grandmaa and Her Room
I see a beam of light coming from the little hole of the broken window I sit alongside the window & stretch my hand to unlatch it It creaks when I struggle to open it It is my grand maa’s partially illuminated & restful room within the serene valleys There is an old grain storage wooden box & old oil lamp flickers near the window This room holds so many memories of her husband She is consort of a brave army man There is an old black & white picture hung on the damp wall of her room It is a beautiful picture of this couple Every evening she sits on the veranda wall for some calm and fresh zephyr Wind howls, it travels through all the valleys, peaks and hills to meet her A calm gush of wind tenderly touches her body I can see her placid, contented face She has intense & impassioned blue eyes holding many deep thoughts A flash of remembrance passes between me and my babyhood memories. I was 10 when I last saw her; she looked young but not any longer I could never understand why she chooses this room when she has many other She again gets inside the room to light the lamp And I see the flickering lantern alongside the casement once again That’s how she passes her endmost days & nights.
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