Today, as I still miss him…

A man of principles. A man of philosophy. A man so spirited and fine.
A man, himself a fighter. A man who taught me to fight. A man who guided me to reach No. 1, each time.

A man of essence. A man so translucent. A man of ultimate fame.
Yet, a man so friendly, so humble, so giving. A man who was above this life’s ball game.

A man so tough. A man full of passion. A man so focused, so rare;
A man so learned. A man so curious. A man who was always fair.

A man who’s voice echoed, so loud n clear. A man who’s temper at times soar;
A man who apologized when he knew he hurt. A man, so unconventional whom I unduly adore.

A man with whom I started my day. A man whom I loved to ape.
Feet on the table, we posed alike. I loved the way we watched the tape.

A man full of vigor. And a man, so child-like. A man who could even swallow farce,
A man with whom I played cards. A man who was my only friend – with whom I spent the longest hours.

A man who spent his evenings listening to the birds chirp and the cool breeze brush his face,
A man who then walked to spend the late evenings to his friend’s place.

A man whom I brought back home in the dark hours, saying, “Papaji, let’s go home”.
A man who accompanied me then, but who cannot accompany me as I still roam.

A man who pampered me and stood by me, against all odds.
A man who read my poems word by word and comprehended the meaning within, aloud.

A man who considered me as his mom. A man who loved me for just what I was.
A man who instilled in me to move on in life, when tripping over or in loss.

A man with whom I connected so much.
A man whom I still miss so much!!

A man who inspired me to be what I am today.
A man who is my grandfather…
Oh! What a pride, I must say!!

I love our unison and cherish it the most,
For what more can a heart desire, but to beat - -
He was my beat, and I wish to bring him back,
Well, I know I can’t do that, while I owe him my feat!