Not Just Another Day

We were dancing to the beat of happiness

Afterall it was a friday night

Wasn't even aware that on the same day

My grandma was  having a death fight

After having  the friday fun

the clock finally struck one

But the night never seemed

 so restless , in a long run!

After so many failed attempts

of trying to sleep

I thought it would be a great idea

for memories to worship

I remembered about the gift I had planned

to give my grandma , a 'warm  cozy sweater'

For we have grown up in their hand knitted sweaters, I thought my gift would make her winter better

Distracted by some sound I pick up 

the phone that was vibrating on the floor

I went numb and my heart skipped a beat

when my brother informed our grandma is no more

Inducing a pang of guilt I felt the hands

of clock slapped me as it struck two

Tears had already started rolling

As I couldn't even say her  adieu

On our way home , I felt this is

some nightmare this cant be real!

The car raced fast, so did my heart

wondering if I've enough strength for this to deal

Life was so happening because of

all the love and food she made for us

But now what about the authentic recipe doubts?With whom would I discuss?

As I return back from home, for the first time

a lighter baggage felt a lot more heavier

I wondered about my childhood and said to myself , grandparents are the real saviours!