Here , in this land of Asia ,
centuries and centuries old Mysore State ,
now Karnataka , I remain isolated ., in the capital, Bangalore .

I , need a hand of little fingers , to hold , go around , with happiness , of no boundaries .

I , look around , fathers , mothers , carrying their infants , children of all ages , jumping and thumping on the streets , of pure innocence , dressed in various colors of dresses , with laughter and joy.

Me , too , want to hold a little hand , with tiny fingers , go to ice cream parlors , parks ,
drive along the city , the capital of Karnataka .

Brings me back , few years old , joy and happiness , especially , the bla – bla ‘s, in another country , with my grand daughter , spent together , with her parents , my daughter and son in law .
WANT , SMALL WANTS FOR HAPPINESS
mk