yet a faraway place
a place where my roots are
My childhood breathed in another land
my youth blossomed in another place
yet a part of me....my father's daughter
wants to smell the earth in which he was born.
But it is not just across a border
it is across years of hatred
and wars
and now also across
some cricket matches.
I love the game too
but I hate the circus around it
and I wish if matches could be wars
then the one in 1947
should have been called off....
