An ouevre to my Aunt 'Janaki' – The shining star of AVR
Boisterous chatter and raucous laughter
Infectious banter on occasions that have become few
Haunt the memories of all and sundry
For they all remind us of you
Natural wit and instant humor
Many a card game, will never be the same
They all seem sudden and artificial
For they ring only your name
The truth makes us livid, but the imagery very vivid
When you broke into song and dance
If time would ever reverse itself
Wouldn’t we leap at that chance?
In weddings and functions, picnics and parties
Tedium creeps and monotonousness seeps
A feature that was unheard of in AVR land
The faces fake smiles, but the heart eternally weeps
When clouds rolled up into one nebulous mass
A sparkle of color would hover into view
Beauty of the 70’s and aunt of all aunties
Nothing could be more true
Boys and Girls, Uncles and Aunts
Cousins and aged seniors drawing pension
You were the dazzle of shining light to one and all
That cut through the fog of familial tension
You left us in starkness, enveloped by darkness
The world paused its spin, six years to this day
But in spirit and soul, you are very much in our midst
The memories are green and never fade away
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