Thursday, November 6, 2014

Till next year, then.










It seems unreal, now.
The feel and weight of her.
Her chortles and gurgles,
yells and raspberries,
all manifested, suddenly
in her last few days with us.....
Our solemn, observant,
quiet little infant
now crawling around
at top speed
with sound effects
and bum wiggles,
trying to copy her mother's
yoga poses
and nearly tumbling over,
while sitting
with arms outstretched,
our resident clown!
Little hands,feet and knees
(and clothes) grubby
as she crawls and crawls
as long as she's awake.


Each meal ends up
with a face decorated by her
attempts to feed herself,
little hands grabbing the spoon
An independent spirit
at all of seven months

A dining table jugalbandi
with her father,
both of them drumming the table
and yodelling away
with her taking an occasional chomp
at the table's edge.


At the airport, after an endless drive,
she sits in her stroller, looking around
nonchalantly holding her toes,
Too small to wave goodbye....


The furniture is all back
where it belongs,
her high chair dismantled
and put away till next year,
The rattles and teething rings
lying in her wardrobe
with the tiny clothes
she has now outgrown,
all to be given away
A phone full of photographs
and movie clips
A house back to 'normal'
the television on once again

And now we see her,
at the other end
in a royal blue jacket
and a new stroller
under the brilliant auburn
and golden leaves
of an American fall.
Once more in two dimensions
untill we meet again.


9 comments:

BongMom said...

Utterly sweet. You must be missing her so much. But so much to look forward to next year.

Ruma said...

This is so beautiful and poignant!

Lolita Sengupta said...

This is so poignant. When a child leaves your home, apart of you goes with her, only to return when she returns.

Gauri said...

Awwww ...... expressed so beautifully, Dipali. Lovely. You must be missing her so much. Here's to a quick zip forward to next year and to a 3D meet :-)

Manjul Bajaj said...

Lovely Dipali

Cee Kay said...

Beautiful! This is how all grandparents must feel when grandchildren leave but I never gave it another thought until now.

Anonymous said...

Lovely ode to a much missed grandchild!

A Muser said...

Such a sweet poem, Dipali.

Sruthi R said...

Beautiful! Very sweet, reminds me of my little grand daughter. I also watched an ad of Tata AIA who speak about children and their innocence. Very beautiful ad, it is a definite must watch for all parents and grandparents - https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Fd_gbV66lUI Enjoy!