2016 Did it start well?

Yet another new year with new hopes and aspirations. 2016 is here with a huge bash. Like any other year I got lucky to welcome this year with different spirit and fun filled-evening and huge round of applause. Thanks to everyone I met and came across that made the evening so happening.

Also, Lhosar- New Year for Gurungs was there and to be more precise the year of Monkeys started myself being one among many. It is believed that something curse may happen on lives of people with the same lho. Hence, various rites and rituals are conducted accordingly.

It hadn't been few days the new beginnings had started in my life, I had to suffer the biggest loss of my life which I never thought a single that the day would happen so early. My beloved Grandmother passed away after fighting helplessly for some days at the hospital due to fire accident. What could be more heartbreaking than this who had no illness till date and would perform all her works and household chores even at the age of 86.

For I, being so coward and poor guy who couldn't stand up her level on various grounds could only compose a poem one last time in a grief. This one is for you Grandma and yes it's been a hard time in your absence. Sorry, I could never express but I really owe and love you infinite.

I know I loved the color Green,
Green woods, hills and the pasture lands,
Or the dresses that I owned many too,
But coward was me 

who denied the Green Apron to wear to see you bajyai at ICU room.

Harder was for me to see you numb, cannulas. sline pipes and all the machines fitted on your body.

I know I loved the Airport,

Where the planes landed and took off,
the hellos and byes all at the same place,
But coward was me who denied to pick my aunt up to bring to funeral

The humans I so far know

 is made up of diff elements and the fire being one among them
But the fire you lit turned violent to pick you up so early.
Was it harder for god too to find the reason to pick you up?

I know I used to say 

that it was better to die than to stuck at difficulty,
but people, 

come and ask me how tougher could it be

 to still cling to seek for a quite long time.

Bajyai, fire took you away far from us
but who would now clear the inner burn in our heart

which has been huge with more flames,
the scars and the grief which cannot be undergone medication.

I know that I can now say only RIP beautiful soul
But coward is me, who thinks if it meant 'Return if possible'.
If ever did the theory of next life exist, let me be your grandson lord,
the undying love and nurture I would seek the lifelong.