Grieve not my kinsmen
but just look around,
Behold! I’m reborn
in this cremation ground.

It wasn’t me
but my agony and pain,

That was devoured by the pyre flames
for the dead to come alive again.

I was the pupil
of my mom’s eyes,
Who for reasons earthly
now inconsolably cries.

Awaken her to feel me
in absolute bliss,
Remind her of my pink cheeks
and her loving kiss.

Ask her to listen to
my vibrant laughter,
Dear ones! life comes only
When you recite its ‘after’.

For my bereaved Nani who lost her young daughter to cancer!!