let me look for it in the curves and curls
of my loving beloved who shared my days
whether good or bad, firmly standing by me,
let me look for it on the faces of my caring daughters
let me look for it in fatigues of my hard working son.
Where has gone my pleasant smile?
And then my youngest granddaughter
who was asking me to spare my old PC
to watch a video of Doreman on it’
started crying and my heartfelt tremor
forced me to go to the bootmarks option
I clicked Doeman in Hindi/Urdu on youtube,
and when it appeared on my LCD,
my sweet grandchild smiled and clapped.
I also smiled.