I thought of you today.
The broken slab on with your name carefully engraved
Declaring I was home.
The bursting bougainvillea and gulmohur
In full bloom.
So pure that it sometimes pierced.
The hills around you,
Our natural fortress.
The swings in the playground,
A reminder that age is merely a number.
The generous portions of education -
More wholesome than any meal one could consume.
On nights like this,
With a melancholic storm brewing,
My dreams point towards you.
Your charming innocence,
It felt complete:
Life lessons taught with a pinch of love,
Symbiosis with the natural world around,
A renewed curiosity.
What I miss the most, perhaps,
Is the girl I once used to be.
In a home I found,
Far away from home,
The only place I wish to be.