I am from the forests,
From bluebells, yellows and pinks
From the patches of winter vegetables,
To roses, dahlias, marigolds and never-ending greens From roots of a land, forever ready to grow and explore

I am from the land of tranquility and red soil,
From grandma’s stories, coconut oil and greying hair From Ganges visits
From camphor, sandalwood, tulsi and incense Of temples and home
From colors and festivals
Faiths, mythical stories and everlasting wisdom

I am from Dad’s patience and openness
From Mom’s joyfulness, comfort, elegance and love From sister’s sisterhood, friendship and chatters I am from the warmth of the family I was born into And from the family I am building
We are building
From fur (lots of fur), love and simplicity

I am from a small town of
Mirages, vibrant greens and scattered yellow across the roads A place left behind – no longer a name but an emotion for home

I am from the places I lived
walked, absorbed, adapted and made home I am from the soulful sunrises of Kashmir from colorful fishes at Havelock
To sunsets by the Thames
And walks by flowers, canals, bikes and boats

I am from the discipline of school
From the awkwardness of humanity’s cages of glass From the spine of love and courage
And from the urge to find myself

I am from these moments
I am a girl of the forest,
from roots of a land, forever ready to grow and explore