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I am right You are wrong I am out of sight You always got the right song I am up for the fight While you sit tight Yes you are right Cause none of them know  What's going on I am not saying I am right What's right or wrong When death happens When eye dampens When truth sinks onto you When lies surfaces up When try gives up I am wrong Why so? I told you so That's why I know how so That's why Sometimes eyes are looking But blind Because they want to find What's in their mind Am I right? I am evil My mouth is venomous  So I was told I am cold not courteous  I bite  When I hiss Then don't piss  Where you are cordially invited That's getting dark Yes that's my spark I don't cry And then laugh amidst crowd Feeling proud Of a rotten kid Who couldn't smell a dying truth Beneath a nascent vermouth  I don't cry  I don't sob I don't show the mob That I am missing a door knob I have no fear at all I have lost a battle That I didn't get to win...

Aaee Lo ( Dearest Nana In Odiya Language)

Beautiful
Adventurous
You name it
And she had it
That's My nana, ( Aaee - in Odiya)
She taught me
To be rooted
To be well suited
To treat yourself
Not to beat yourself 
Talking to her all night
Listening to stories that felt so right 
Some took me back in time
A looking glass filled with memories
Her morning huddle
Chewing betel quid (paan ) and planning subtle
Her blanket cuddles
With her cheek filled with dimples
She did fishing
Loved diving
Like a mermaid she tossed her fins
While the fishes caught in the net were her win
Laughing was her strength 
Alongside humming to folk songs..
That made palm trees sway in the wind
With the evening sunset at the horizon
Where grandpa (Ajja) quietly watered the plants
The smell of wet earth amused her
As she was nature's daughter
And didn't mind any bit of wildlife clutter
From bravely chasing the baboons off the terrace
To dangling the snakes out of her farm
She never meant those creatures any harm
As calm was her charm while casually sitting milking the cows and caressing their calves
Onboard with everything with a mischievous scream
Specially her cravings for chocolate Ice Cream
Making her eyes chuckle
One would be surprised
To how well she had taught us without advising 
To always love the act of living 
*pic courtesy: captured in Bhawani Bhawan, the house that my grandpa (Ajja) build and named after my Aaee(Nana), Kandarpur,Odisha (Right to Left) My brother Joyke, Aaee in blue saree, sweety my cousin, me )

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