A glimpse in the movie
Charmed me up
Grown-ups hugging parents,
Oh, lounging on their laps,
Kissing in the cheeks.
That's really wonderful,
That's truly cheerful.
Love that's baffled,
Hidden inside the heart,
That was my mother,
That had been my mother.
Oh, how could I ever remember
The hug of my mother,
Oh, should I ever hug her?
I couldn't remember ever.
She was always busy,
In the kitchen, courtyard,
Chasing the pet animals,
Running after the livestock.
Wheels on her legs,
A stick in her hand,
The days wouldn't end,
Without getting charged.
Sometimes, an epitome of the goddess Kaali
Occasionally the grumpy brat,
But all the time a purveyor of
Mouth watering delicacies.
A burning fire inside
She was always streaming
To cope with the tramp of life
Oh, at all times gushing.
Abruptly, the race stops
And she kept imploring,
To the passersby,
To the near and dear.
Who are you??
Oh tell me, dear,
Who're you??
The darkness overpass
Anamnesis into the eyes
She didn't see me
Not recognised me at the fore.
The canopy slowly replaced
The ceaseless broiling desert
Nagging fear creeped
Oh, a bundle of worries heaped
Now, the ego bawling,
To cuddle her, whimpering her.
Sitting behind the heavenly curtain
She kept on asking
Who're you???
I'm also incisive
To find an answer...
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