Where I'm From
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Where I'm From
By - Anjali Patel
I am from books,
from secrets and mythical legends.
I am from the long walks on the beach.
(Hot and peaceful,
It felt like paradise.)
I am from chilled winds
the shimmering snow,
which made me tingle when felt upon
,but tears when it was gone
I’m from curry and dancing,
from Das and Kapoor.
I’m from the architects
and the engineers,
from pressure of grades and lifelong dreams.
I’m from the Shiv temple to memorizing
the verses of the Bhagavad Gita.
I’m from icy and cold cousins,
pancakes and Starbucks.
From the sweat that perspired on
the farmlands,
the deafening pain that was felt on my
father’s neck.
Deep down inside my closet lay a
soft and pink teddy Bear.
Bringing back the wanted memories
of play and misery.
Taunting the small flashbacks—
Generations of hatred, passion, love and guilt—
where my snowflakes and cotton were my everything.