My Loveable Grandma

Not one to glib or gloat, her sincerity pulled one closer than her magnetic charm and overwhelming fragrance,

Why didn't I describe her beauty more often?

A life filled with regrets not more than one,

Why didn't I tell her back then, that she was better than the elite English-speaking crowd?

A life sacrificed for her family and wants to be suppressed due to frugality,

With her hands so generous and feet so beautiful,

With her food so delicious and appearance so royal,

With her antics and mirth and beauty and laughter,

With her wants and ambitions and dreams and independence,

With a life awakened by devotion and a death anything but fallen,

I know you are in the lord's lotus feet, as you heartfully desired!

Will miss you and love you always, my Paati!