My Grandmother's House by Kamala Das is a tender poem about childhood, memory, and the pain of growing up. The speaker is a grown woman who longs for the house of her grandmother — a place that represents love, safety, and belonging.
The poem opens with a confession of longing: "There is a house now far away where once / I received love." The grandmother's house is not just a physical place — it is the emotional home of the speaker's heart.
The speaker remembers the warmth and security of that house. Her grandmother loved her unconditionally. The house was filled with the smell of cooking, the sound of laughter, the comfort of familiar things. It was a world where she felt safe and loved.
But then the grandmother died — and with her died the house's soul. The speaker was taken away to live with her parents, in a home where she was not truly wanted. She felt like an outsider — a "beggar" in her own house.
The poem ends with a striking image: the speaker says she now wanders from place to place, knocking on doors, looking for love. She has never found a home like her grandmother's. She says: "I am proud of my tears, of my grief." The pain is her only inheritance from that lost home.
The poem is a beautiful expression of the loss of childhood innocence and the search for belonging in an often unkind adult world. Kamala Das writes with raw honesty about loneliness, memory, and love.