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In the times of distress with COVID all around, I miss Patna where I lived for thirty years. I did not get any news of my mother today so that brings anxiety and with it all the memories from childhood. I cannot go to India in this time of crisis. I have my own family here in the UK alongside my work and that is my priority but I can’t help these thoughts from flooding my brain. Best is to put it to paper. This has helped me to get over the anguish of being away from my old city and my mother.


The brain is a fog, going round and round in a muddle.

I cannot think of anything else but the days that have gone by.

Those summer months with lots of cousins in a huddle.

I live each day over and over again, but I will not cry.


The photographs bring happiness with each breath.

The afternoons spent playing cards with games of twenty-nine.

The cheeky laughter of my father is still heard in the shed.

Those convincing wins of my grandmother still shine.


The rope swing on the huge mango tree

had to be enjoyed before going to school.

Those playful picnics in the gardens were carefree

and taught us the essentials of the cooking rule.


These memories are my saviour in the dark gloomy days.

These memories will always get me on the right pathways.








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30th September 2020 at 11:18 pm

Mango tree swing BEFORE school? That sounds like an awesome experience and memory!!

1st October 2020 at 5:53 am

Such a sweet post and pic Rishika. I can well imagine your emotions and am sure all is well with your mother.

I too have great memories of family cards sessions πŸ˜ŠπŸ€—

1st October 2020 at 3:00 pm

Thank you so much for your appreciation.
Family cards session were definitely very lovely.

1st October 2020 at 3:01 pm

You are right. They are beautiful memories.

1st October 2020 at 3:32 pm

My pleasure Rishika 😊

7th October 2020 at 8:12 am

Beautiful write up 😍Makes me nostalgic about my childhood that was spent in Patna too…. but all these years have taught me the art of letting go! I crib no longer for the things that are non existent now .

7th October 2020 at 9:36 pm

It is hard though. You are getting stronger in distancing from these things.

2nd January 2021 at 5:17 pm

Vatan mera India

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26th September 2020

You are very quiet!!

7th October 2020

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