Lata

Oh that melody, oh so sweet
The wind that flutters in weak
Reverberating through speaker
That voice of Lata aunty
Making our heart strings tweak.

Would she judge us?
Would she bless us?
We wonder as we twirl
Waning in and out
Of each other’s arms
The laughter made
The neighbours turn.

Would it matter I wonder?
When this moment is forgotten past
Lata aunty made our insides
Ever so tender and warm.

Na jaane kyun is a welcome tune
Lag ja gale is equally good
These sanskari sounds
For those stolen moments
Journey before destination
And so, we tremble on.