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A writer, educator,YouTuber, public speaker, blogger, dreamer, thinker, and an eternal optimist. I would describe myself as a flawed fantasy, a resilient hope that springs eternally against all odds :)

Three, Two, One… possibly none!


Three, Two, One… possibly none!



Nothing waits, including nothingness...

From three to two and to now one 

Possibly none?!


Nothing waits...

Moments slip into memories, tucked into the corner of our minds

Recollection is fond and painful at times

Reality strikes at odd times 

Our happiness has always been streaked with slivers and platefuls of sorrow and sighs

Life has soldered us, all three of us at different times, in different ways, in different contexts


Unique and novel we as a family surely were

At all times and for all reasons...

The pillar of strength and fortitude was mom

The soft and emotional glue was you

Somewhere between, at times strong, at times crushed, holding on to strength and 

learning I have been given 

Finding meaning at times in life, at times in love and in death too.


Crying in public is not done

Grief and difficulties are best kept private said my mom 

Independence and strength infused by her

Held me up in the worst of fate's foul play

Many a times in weakness, affection and emotion have I quietly acknowledged

That I have learnt from you too

Much more than I admit or have said

For emotion is interwoven with reason just as reason is interlinked with emotion

Motivation and inspiration in ample Mom infused in me

Admiration and affection you have showered on me 

In the throes of hardship I have found courage 

In times of turmoil I have found direction.


Mom prepared us both for her going away

Chalking out the next steps for you and for me, both

In times recent, You shared with me your impending parting too

But neither of you perhaps know that life does not prepare one for death 

Nothing can prepare one for death except death itself!

The finality and acknowledgement of it

The acute numbness and longing it strikes you with 

And as you and I came to see 

The inordinate loneliness and a yawning void it creates

Nothing prepares you for death

From three to two and now to one...perhaps then to none 

We are traversing from here to elsewhere 

All too soon…


You will both find each other in that ethereal world perhaps now... 

From here and now to nowhere and everywhere I shall seek you both here and hereafter 

in pictures and in memories 

Within me and outside of me…

Sometimes with tears and sometimes with smile for the rest of my remaining years...


- A G K

March, 2020



P.S. I do know that you will see this and this will reach you both somehow... 


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