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Autumn Leaves: A Journey Through Grief and Hope
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Autumn Leaves: A Journey Through Grief and Hope in Vernon, BC
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Autumn Leaves: A Journey Through Grief and Hope in Vernon, BC
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The emotions I went through and the journey I have travelled are what I have tried to share with you in each poem. These poems come from the depths of everything I felt, from the moment I could express myself.
In grief, some people shed tears, some lose sleep, some are overwhelmed with anger, and many lose their faith. I did lose my sleep, but beyond that, most of the above did not happen to me. Instead, poetry became the only way I could truly express what I was going through.
These poems emerged in both Hindi and English. This surprised me, as English is my first language, not Hindi. Yet, at times, I found that in Hindi, I could discover the truest words to express what I was feeling.
This book also traces a gentle transition from grief to acceptance. I hope you, dear reader, are able to see—and perhaps walk—this journey with me.
— Mamta Lalla Wasan
The emotions I went through and the journey I have travelled are what I have tried to share with you in each poem. These poems come from the depths of everything I felt, from the moment I could express myself.
In grief, some people shed tears, some lose sleep, some are overwhelmed with anger, and many lose their faith. I did lose my sleep, but beyond that, most of the above did not happen to me. Instead, poetry became the only way I could truly express what I was going through.
These poems emerged in both Hindi and English. This surprised me, as English is my first language, not Hindi. Yet, at times, I found that in Hindi, I could discover the truest words to express what I was feeling.
This book also traces a gentle transition from grief to acceptance. I hope you, dear reader, are able to see—and perhaps walk—this journey with me.
— Mamta Lalla Wasan


















