Horray for the first rains and

clouds drumming and

coloring on floors with big, fat chalk and

a twirling little Tulsi in a red skirt and

gardens growing like magic beanstalks

overnight

and giant marigold garlands and

sweet, soft “Mama” whispers at 3 in the morning and

my homemade, imperfect window curtain with crooked stitches

and my first piece of painted furniture!

a simple, black and white shoebox inspired by old checkered floors and those

intricate, rangoli rice patterns drawn in doorways in India by women,

some of who are mamas like me.