A DIFFERENT BEAT

   When we three sat on the sofa yesterday, I was reminded of once upon a time   where the equations were different. I took myself on a journey back in time    when I was nothing but a bundle in my mom's hands. I don't remember anything from those days   but photographs suffice-  Of a beautiful mom in cream saree, tired yet proud  and a 'once more beautiful' and 'then still beautiful'  Grand mom in all her grandness,holding us tight.   Years in motion,     Old Age on hunt, Grand mom fell prey. Freckles and Grey hair,    But still my adorable  SUPERMOM.         I see another shot from past,     of which I have memories.     On this same sofa,we sat a dozen years back     on my twentieth birthday. My mom hugged me tight   and my grand mom hugged me tighter. We made a lovely three,with myself most comfortable    in a midst I would call Heaven. Grandmom was becomin granny, I knew from her face. She clutched me