You Remind me...

You remind me...

you remind me

of those monsoon months

You remind me

of the sultry afternoons

of the thorn scratched arms

and prickled finger tips

You remind me

of mom's warnings

food is not fed with my hand

You remind me

of the circles and swirls

and tiny flowers

You remind me

of the amateur designs

with matches and broom sticks

on twilight evenings

You remind me

of the sugar syrup

and lemon juice

pressed on sticky palms

You remind me

of the late nights

in hostel rooms

You remind me

of the sun and Scorpio tattoos

on lean fair arms

on Sunday noons

You remind me

of the sleep laden eyes

of a newly wed

You remind me

of the last days I spent

in my maternal abode

You remind me
of yesteryears and more
of an era bygone!