My grand mother told me
many lovely stories
understood or not
I nodded my head.
My grandmother told me
many lively experiences
liked it or not
I nodded my head.
My grand mother told me
many useful medicines
assimilated it or not
I nodded my head
My grandmother kept on saying
I paid no attention
I did not give importance
but kept nodding my head.
My grandmother is dead
I really do not know anything
No one is there to guide me
my head goes on nodding
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