Friday, June 2, 2023

Farewell, dear Uday and family, till we meet again!

 

In Hyderabad's embrace, we three siblings dwell,

Bound by blood, a story we all can tell.

Our children, a joyful bunch of seven,

United in Hyderabad's haven.

 

Two cousins ventured abroad, seeking their fate,

In pursuit of dreams, a new life to create.

Yet our bond remained strong, no distance could sever,

As our hearts held them close, though oceans did sever.

 

Now the seven cousins, a growing band,

With offspring, a vibrant eight, hand in hand.

Six little ones in Hyderabad's care,

While Vihaan and Nikith, are in Texas Air.

 

After five long years, a reunion at last,

For a fortnight, Srilekha - our house, in Merriment was cast.

Laughter filled the rooms, happiness profound,

As the children mingled, their joy was unbound.

 

Vihaan, Atharv, Nikith, and Avyaansh, a quartet,

Together, their spirits soared, no limit was set.

Watching them in harmony, our hearts aglow,

A symphony of youth, a beautiful tableau.

 

But alas, the Texas boys must bid farewell,

As the day of parting casts its sorrowful spell.

Goodbyes will be said with hearts heavy and pained,

Both young and old, our souls intertwined.

 

As we wave them off, tears filling our eyes,

A wish echoes within, reaching the skies.

May we meet more often, this family so dear,

Sharing love and laughter, year after year.

 

For in our togetherness lies true delight,

The essence of family, is a guiding light.

Though distances separate, our bond is strong,

And in our hearts, the memories belong.

 

Farewell, dear Uday and family, till we meet again,

May the paths you tread be free of strife and pain.

Until that day, our love will forever hold,

Within the depths of our souls, a story untold.



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