Strolling along the dusty roads,
With my bold bald grandpa,
I could feel the drastic change,
Of this contemporary world....
Listening to the talks of the past,
Looking at the folks of this era,
I walked silently like a lost man,
Calculating the contradictions,too vast....
With small steps being advanced,
Both walked together hand in hand.
It felt as if he is my complete world,
Nostalgic waves then did hit my heart hard....
An old respected man as he is,
Salutations came to him after every feet..
When he called me "Baba" and clasped my hand,
My heart felt free as the flying little birds....
The twenty minute walk,
Made me to long for those eve hours,
When I used to sit on his extended laps,
And listen stories about the giant "Hanuman"....
With this thought in my longing mind,
We reached at the gate of our home,
Weary,he walked towards the entrance,
And I with him,recalling this "Indelible walk with Grandpa".....
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