Not A Long Time Back

Wrinkled face,

mesmerizing smile,

Baritone voice

For I was amongst

Fortunate few

Who get to get caressing

Hand over their head

Daadi

Your unending energy

Mapped with my

Insatiable hunger for stories.

Rat race for life

Has eaten my memories away

Sketches of

kings and queens remain

Amongst vivid ones of

You caressing my head

As my wide-open eyes

Actually drifted in

The lullaby world you unfolded.