Wordsmith at work

It was with mixed emotions that I stepped down from the train that very late evening of October 3rd. I was visiting the city that I had grown up in. Jamshedpur or the 'steel city' as it is known as holds memories aplenty for me. My husband being a true blue Mumbaikar was curious to visit the city where I had made memories. He was not disappointed.  Work brought my father to the city when I was just 3 years old and we went on to live there for 22 years. Childhood was fun. With no mobile phones, there was plenty of time and space for good old-fashioned outdoor play. College was also fun. The happy, crazy gang are still in touch with each other.  Almost every place stirred up a memory and I happily travelled back in time. Visiting old neighbours reliving the good old days sure brought back so many smiles. As I stood outside the cottage that I once called home, more memories came flooding back.   I must mention the hospitality ...

They have stayed awake late After having too much plum cake Spotty skin, runny nose They sure do keep you on your toes. They've been scribbling on the walls Interrupted your telephone calls  Often driving you nuts   With their 'ifs' and 'buts.' And yet  You are there to banish their blues And kiss away their boo - hoo - hoos. You beam with pride At hesitant step or furious stride One so shy  another so bold Each little treasure  Is yours to have and to hold No malice and hatred To drive you wild No guile, no violence  Only sweet, sweet innocence.  Thank you, Lord For the joys and the tears Let us keep them close through the coming years.