Morning sun kissing on my forehead
Struggling to open my slugged eyes
Crows informing the arrival of guests
Says grandmother to mother
Keep ready one excess glass of rice
Flavour of steamed rice flour with layers of coconut
And chickpea curry with potatoes
Garnished with fresh curry leaves
Entering the gateway of my nose
Motivating me to jump from my bed
Ending the battle with my toothbrush
Came running forthright to the dining table
Lento my hands reaching the plate served hot
Unanticipatedly that terror voice from aft
Stop it ! Go take your bath !
It was my grandmother glowing fresh
With sandalwood paste on her forehead
Like Goddess Kali standing in front of me with a knife !