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Sunder And Sonati

Baba is gone
And I am bereft
How does one grieve
For one
Who was so much
A part of my life?
A part of me?

Rituals they say
Are to help
The dead in their passage
Rituals, Baba said
Are just rituals
Mostly meaning fossilized
Beyond understanding
Don't listen to what
"People are saying", he said
Find your own way

Rituals, I feel
Are also to help
The living
Come to terms
With their loss

Today, on Baba's dosha
I make roshogullas
Which he likes very much
Which he used to like very much
He is beyond Likes and Dislikes now
I enjoy the roshogullas
Thinking of him
And bid farewell