Thursday, May 26, 2011


I wonder what happened
Between now and way back then, when
Once upon a time we believed in love
It meant more than wearing a gold glove

Do I find my grand mother so cool
Just because I myself am old school?
She never questioned us when we loved someone
In protecting our secrets, our hearts she won

Her mind and heart are so chill
She brings to me a sense of tranquill
I love her so with all my heart
From her lessons I shall never part

When I showed her my first ink
She just shared with me her marked skin
When my first love fell away
She offered to hold my secrets safe

So if she is down with our today
Where did things go astray?
It is comforting to know she's by my side
Alone I won't have to face high tide

© Rahul Chidambaran 2011


  1. Lovely this one.

    Again as we discussed offline, something different happened in the generation called parents. Something. I am glad there is hope from one generation earlier.

  2. Bluebell Books - Thanks

    deep - I am glad about that too.