My Babai my second hero

🌟 Babai �" My Second Hero

He was serious, yet laughter danced in his eyes,
A quiet strength wrapped in gentle disguise.
More than an uncle�"he stood like a guide,
A father in spirit, with love deep and wide.

His sarcasm stung, but only to teach,
His care, a comfort always within reach.
No gift too great, no wish too small�"
He gave with joy, he gave his all.

Years had passed, yet when I came to stay,
He cooked with love in his own tender way�"
Chicken, fish, and mutton on the flame,
Each bite a memory, each meal a name.

My pinni’s laughter, her love so true,
Her teasing words, her kindness too.
Their home was mine when I was just seven,
A second family, a glimpse of heaven.

He took me to a movie, not for fun,
But to teach me how college life is won.
“Be sincere,” he said, “don’t let others sway�"
Your path is yours, don’t drift away.”

He worked the mines, hands rough with coal,
Yet held my dreams like precious gold.
To his manager, he proudly spoke,
“She’s an engineer”�"his voice never broke.

His children love me, I feel their grace,
Their smiles reflect his warm embrace.
I’m the elder, yet they lift me high,
Their love like stars in my family sky.

I miss him dearly, more than I can say�"
My second hero, who lit my way.
Though time may pass and seasons flee,
His love still lives, forever in me.

Jessy Jacob