A Child's Prattle-6

I Indira Renganathan Indira Renganathan
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My folly kept pricking Too prolonged my heart Awaiting His presence Those interim days Kept haunting me guilty And punishment sometimes Means silence from the other So too from my baby God I kept calling Him until He came at last on a belated visit with His usual cry'Graaann' My soul felt filled 'How are you gran'He asked 'I missed you thoroughly Are you angry with me'I asked 'No, no' He said. Ah, felt relieved 'So..'He added.But in fear that He might vanish as usual I disrupted quickly to say 'Krishna, I have a request' 'Yes gran, go on' He said 'I'm old enough and You know my time well I will not say 'will you be' But say 'I want' You be with me Till I breathe last And always after that too Drown me in your bliss In your Vyjayanti, your Bansuri too Please don't leave me alone' Krishna thought a while 'You see graaan...'He dragged His witty eyes said it all 'Yashodama will be waiting for me I will tell her and At once will return' He said and gone.. And me.. Broken..

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