I miss my homeland

flavours of food

taste of thoughts

sips of soup

fun with friends

an ideal evening

party time

sing n rhyme

dance to the tunes

aroma of fumes

of mustard oil

coming from my kitchen

soothes me

irritates them

difference of cultures

EAST n WEST walk apart........................

I miss my home

my loving mom

indigenous aromas

local flavours

conservative thoughts

want to go back

wish to fly back

meet my roots

tried but can't move

I am tied here with the new roots

that have developed in this soil

after I moved from my homeland

my branches are sprouting here

my children who will never

want to go there

my body will have to be here

but my soul will definitely rest in peace

in my homeland

Please carry my cadaver

to my birth place

and cremate me there

so that my bodily fumes and my mustard aromas

be mixed up with each other

to satisfy my ultimate longing!