In memory of my darling grandpa-my Puthaaa... R.I.P.

And there chimes the air;

With aura of your existence;

Yet amongst us, with your holy embrace;

Beloved  you , forever will be you,

Amidst the hearts of your children;

Whom you have never made feel so deadened;

You’ll be missed, as you rest in peace,

In the hands of heavenly abode;

with the times immemorial as it beckons!

Popular with the persona of grace;

Always up with a smile so bounty;

Like an epitaph on the tomb of gaiety;

You knew not how to negate,

Whatever it was on the verge of destiny;

Forgoing is what you behold;

And that is the rule of life you taught us to hold;

Beloved you , forever will be you;

Amidst the hearts of your children,

Whom you have never made feel so deadened;

You’ll be missed, as you rest in peace,

In the hands of heavenly abode;

with the times immemorial as it beckons!

Lessons of wisdom, of wit, of emotions surfaced;

Always you with your frantic agile;

Oh merciless time , why you made them so fragile;

You knew us, you knew them;

And we know how you loved all,

Kindness was all that reined his tone;

Forgiving was what he decides to mold;

Beloved you, forever will be you,

Amidst the hearts of your children;

Whom you have never made feel so deadened,

You’ll be missed Putha ,as always;

with the times immemorial as it beckons!

Oh Putha! so adorable you as  you wore that smile;

the smile so full of bliss, of happiness, embedded with peace;

no matter how callous time rode,

always you were up with your unmatched chivalrous trail;

the trail of charisma, of purity , of regale;

you taught the reason to be pleased with life;

"…That whatever it is, just to let it be as it  is...

Just plead it hard from thy heart whatever you need;

All will be yours as you rhyme it within…"

Beloved you, forever will be you;

Amidst the hearts of your children;

Whom you have never made feel so deadened;

You’ll be missed Putha,as always ;

with the times immemorial as it beckons!

I know not whether your dreams fulfilled;

Whether you pleased with our deeds we tried to knit;

Forgive us , O’ holy grandpa if anything remained incomplete,

Beloved you, forever will be you;

Amidst the hearts of your children,

Whom you have never made feel so deadened;

You’ll be missed Putha ,as always;

with the times immemorial as it beckons;

your smile ever imprinted with the moments you traced….!!!