“by(e)gone” by Celine Shaji
Ammachi
A letter to my grandmother
You first had me in your hands
And said a familiar hello
Made my favorite snacks
And asked me why my heart felt so blue
A call to my mother
Took me to school and packed my lunch
Tied my shoelaces and helped me with school
Bought me new clothes when I grew taller and taller
Gave me hugs when I felt so blue
A text to my sister
How was school?
How was work?
Our company was more than enough
To help me with my blues
Ammachi
Ammachi
My future in three syllables
My future in three women
Am ma chi
Radio Mango
When I went back to my grandparents’ house
In search of a trace of me
It had aged so much
Youth now alien to me
I could feel that time had passed
When the corridors became smaller
While I grew taller
And all I could find was a dustry stroller
I can’t go back to my youth, or
To what this house was for me
I can’t just hit pause
For what this house used to be
Which makes youth
So much more lovely
It shines just for a minute
Just for me