Being from my parents those who created me
I am from that pizza, pasta for which I have quarrels with my siblings
From that lemon tree in the backyard which grew up with me
And the song “Happy” because that’s what I always try to be.
I am from rumors and judgmental remarks.
From not relying on others and school not being a choice but a step closer to success.
I am from long days at school
And hurrying home to watch tv
From chocolate chip cookies at aunts house
Those imaginary friends and the games we used to play
Like doctor and patient
Teacher and student
I am from those rainy days,
Those board games
From Saturday cartoons and cheerios
From barbies and baby dolls
I am from spicy Indian food
From the city of bollywood to hollywood
I am from big parties and celebrations
Not from wealth but always from love
I am from the clouds in sky
I am from being myself.