Recollection

THE way he used to smile at me,
made me feel happy;
Their noble words for me,
filled me with consistency.

He patted my shoulder,
with such a beautiful art; .
Makes me think their
blessings still reside my heart.

The way of gentle and kind chats,
of their with mates and ours;
Makes me feel that,
he’s still in front of us… Grandfather!
– Aaryabhatt