Grandmaa

To describe you in few lines is impossible for me, But yet am giving my best for thee... A kind heart with a pure soul, To make me happy was her only goal... She was the idol of strength for me, She was the shaft and i was the lee.. She was soft and as light as a feather, I was not another individual but a part of her rather... So many sacrifices she did for me, Holding her fingers, Walked for the first time crawled on knee... She was that shield who used to protect me from the sharp and harsh edges of the society, For me she was the live version of god the almighty.... Yes she,She is my grandma, But i used to call her dadi or maa.... She was the form of god whom i could see, U know what, there is a similarity between lord krishna and me... Some even don't have a mother, But lucky me,I got two mothers to bother.... For this, I am really really thankful to the almighty god, Not only us but our hearts are also tied by an invisible and strong cord....