I woke up one sunny Sunday
To find the time nearly noon
I wondered where my mother'd gone
Without waking me up that day.
I looked for her around the house
But alas! That was all in vain
I noticed my house quite crowded,
Whispers and terrifying silence followed me.
I saw my dad on the sofa, looking grim, his face in
his hands.
I went to him and asked for my mom
He shook his head and sighed.
I saw people looking at me, their faces full of
sympathy.
At last, I found my mother in the sitout
Sleeping on a large banana leaf
The Sun's rays tickling her face,
And smiling to herself in her dreams.
I moved towards her but was stopped by my dad
Who hugged me, his eyes full of tears
I watched people carrying my mother out
And placing her on the sandalwood heap.
I watched the fire roaring with laughter, feeding on
my mother
I didn't cry, I didn't weep, I didn't faint nor
scream.
I stood there, knowing as I always did, she lives
In my heart, though lost forever....