Village Grand Ma Comments
Sitting in her torn draped old cotton sari,
In front of her thatched hut tired and weary;
Watching trees accompanying from her vivid memories,
She often narrated stories of ghosts from those haunted trees,
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Vidyadhar this is a great read and your narration makes it fantastic! ! !
The poem evokes very vivid images of the grand old lady of the house and in the process of the whole village. Much of the traditional wisdom of our country owes its existence to these wise old women.
When I read this, I get a flash back of my departed grandmother, who was more or less like the Village Grand Ma of the poem.
somebody remembering an old village woman is heartening...well made..nobody is less..nobody is great...nice poem Vidya
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7/25/2025 10:48:16 AM # 1.0.0
So lovely a poem this is. Neighborhood mothers are very significant and gifted in their own rights. Love them. And love your poem. Thanks..