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Name’s Sake

The five o’clock twilight is right around the corner. You can see it painting the white dining table in hues as though the sun’s hiding behind the black trench coat in the corner of the room like a child with a missing milk tooth. The room smells of freshly baked chocolate chip cookies. It’s been two years since I’ve been here and, I never realized how much I missed this place till she opened the mahogany door. Her smile is still the same. It’s just that there’s a few more grey strands and the wrinkles have grown deeper. But the smile is still the same. And she still wears the same shade of red, lined with a subtle maroon, highlighting her cupid’s bow in the most powerful way possible. You’d think she’d be delicate but her hugs embrace you with warmth and firmness. Do you know those hugs that are like a safe haven? The ones that make you feel safe? Like nothing could go wrong? Her hugs were like that; joining every broken fragment within you together.

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मांma

You’ll see her
Wearing different shades
Of different relations;
Of different responsibilities.
But hear the soul
Within that body,
Speaking of dreams
And everything human
In the wrinkles of her palm;
In lipstick shades;
In the way she walks;
In her choices;
All echoing of her,
And just her;
Of the individual
She’s crafted into being
With the hand of an artist.

And ode to the soul that’s been sketched over the years, draping different responsibilities and relations in neat pleats and adding colour to them from the palette of her bosom.

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