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MY LIFE IS THE CANVAS, WHICH THEY COLOURED WELL

This week we were given pictures and had to write on that basis. I was given this:

And it brought me thoughts on my own gems – my daughters.

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I was glued to your life ….

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As I lay there holding my babies closer to myself

giving them the warmth and petting their foreheads

love was overfilling and flowing through my veins to them

the joy was profound and unexplainable

the way they closed their eyes and slowly falling into a deep sleep

after all the tiring day they had

running around making a mess

irritating me to the core and then making me smile again

every single moment I shoot up with anger, the mom in me calms me down

reminded by the innocent smiles that flash on their face

even with tears rolling down their eyes

They cry and yet they never wanted me to cry

the smiles that lit up my life

the big eyes, that showed me a new vision to live

the ears that gave me the super power to even hear their faintest voice in the crowd

the legs that ran around with me in the whole house with the melodious sound of anklets

the tender hands, that comforted me, when I had so much to do

their naughtiness imprinted many fond memories in my heart

at times I wondered what would I be without them

what am now, is all because of them, the love and affection they bestowed in me

their eyes always conveyed me that ” they loved me”

Their hands when held told me that ” they trusted me”

They could walk right behind me, even to the darkest part of life

They gave me the strength and courage to live a life, that I thought was never mine

Their love is my strength

their love is my power

the power that I gathered to handle all the broken pieces of my heart

they glued me into the life they wanted to have with me

And I lived happily with them

Forever….

Obsession – being a mom

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Take me by your hands

let me walk with you

for the rest of your life

she looked down and held those tiny hands,

who want to walk along with her

those hands meant a world to her

the soft and tenderness of the hand, was her strength

to fulfill and accomplish her journey

she never knew that she would be leading the path to the life she wanted

even though, she walked in front holding those tiny fingers

it was those tiny hands, that gave her strength to move on

the hands that held her firmly,

and knew would never leave her side

it might not be the strongest hands that held her…

but the willingness was always there

and that led her to live

live life to the fullest

none could beat the vision and the love she had for her children

she can walk miles, without even measuring the time and distance

never getting tired or judged by those lovely eyes

the only love that is unconditional and true in the whole world

the trust, that is blind

the care, that is given forever

the bliss of being a mom

~~the bliss of being a mom~~~

Nightfall- the blissful nature

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The whole sky was lit bright stars and in those dark roads down to home, the stars lit their path. The shiniest one seems to look at her and twinkle, every time her shining starry eyes looked at it. The stars and the path were filled with memories and were overwritten by the new memories. 

The journey was endless, she just wished that time stopped there, amidst the calm and pristine valleys and mountains. She felt like soaking herself in the fresh air and the cool mist. She wanted to float like a feather in the dense air, feel like being in nature. She felt the coldness, the cool breeze that was kissing her face, her neck and everywhere. Nature was fondling her, she felt like she is in her mother’s lap. 

The thickets of green trees and bushes, that was bordering her pathway, was like bouquets of freshness and the essence was booming all around her. The joy of being in the lap of nature, made her feel alive again. The cool gush of air, she felt like liberating from her body and fly like a bird all around. 

The view from the top was so immense, that she could just perish into the thin air and feel the love of nature. She wanted to cherish every moment under the starry lit sky and live like a child born to nature. 

The urge to jump from the top and fly like a bird was intense, but her dreams knew she was not a bird to fly around, but to caged in this human form.  The nightfall made the place spectacular, that her eyes could never stop watching the beauty overflowing. The starts guided her all along and the breeze sang melodies in her ears. 

All she could feel was the love and fresh breath of the universe around her. The endless love that she keeps hidden in her soul. 

She realized how much she has been away from this impeccable beauty and wished to plunge into this warmth of the universe and forget herself forever. 

I cannot have enough of your time MOM

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The nights ,where I could cuddle near you, sleep and hug you keeping my legs over you and enjoy a warm sleep.
The soft touch of your caring hands that shower enough blessing for me to live forever.
The way you talk, I love your company more than anyone.
The way you cook and feed me ,even now.
The way you complain that I have not done enough , but on the other side, without me knowing, saying all good things about me.
The way you care and nurture me and now my kids.
The way you bring in and shower all the goodies to my kids whenever you come.
The longing I see in my kid’s eyes ,for you to come and be with them. The way you make my home a heaven.

The way you give company for my loneliness.

The list is endless.

I can never have enough of your time. I am greedy . I need more always.

We fight ,we argue and we have a difference of opinions , but you are my mother, the most treasured gift of my life. In the end of all arguing ,you can find me doing always what you wished for, and I am sure you make right choices for me.

Now since am away from you, the time and the gap kills me, I just wanted to be home and be in your presence .Even though we fight hours and for everything , my life without you is like trees without the sunshine.

I get jealous of others who have their mom near, but even being miles away, you are always with me. The thousand times I call to disturb you , I know it never bothers you because you are used to it. Your sound , your message are enough helping me out in most of the times.

I love the way you complain that I call hundred times a day. And when I don’t call, the immediate call I get, which I answer with a naughty smile and twinkle in my eyes , is all my love for my mom, who loves me the most in the world.

Every day and every minute make me feel I need my mom always and forever.

Desperate need to come back

When there is a long gap in anything you have been doing and then stopped doing those , there comes a moment of desperation to do it.

It’s is not just work – but everything.

Past few weeks as I was talking to many women who shared similar thoughts to mine , I understood that we all were thinking alike, the desperation , the need to be something or someone. That’s on everyone’s mind , but to get through that it is quite difficult but not impossible. So never loose heart.

We all have some kind of responsibility in life ,which how much ever we turned down, we will end up doing . If I see my home messy, I will clean ones when am in desperation to clean. (which is hardly ever) . The only thing we need to have is confidence and a belief in yourself.

Never let your depression overshadows your mind . For women who too ka break for child care and another family responsibility, be proud that you have done it and it was a right decision. Never let the thoughts of burden cloud your mind.

It is not easy.

But again for us ,it is not difficult too.

Maybe for few years your life is revolving around the lil ones or your loved ones, that means you are not wasting your life- you are the most important person in their life .Be it a child or an elderly.

For me , my kids are my world and am happy that I devoted my time to them, learning a lot from them.

Be proud moms for you are what you are born to be and you will be what you should be and want to be, give time and have patience.

Last day of her playschool

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Sitting next to my daughter who is asleep , taking a  nap after her last day at school , looking over to all the boxes which I have to fill in , before travelling , am not sure what emotions am going through.

I still remember her first day at school , even then I was crying and when she was leaving her school I was almost crying. May be am being silly as always. Is being tooo emotional a problem , I don’t know but I can’t help it.

I had a tough time , when I was packing all sweets for lovely friends in her school , as my lil one don’t know why she will be giving her friends sweets , the pain of her not realizing that she is saying ‘bye-bye’ to her friends made me cry , but that is life . I know so many good things are in store for her life waiting for her ,and these small things in life , may not matter her in the long run.

As I see her peacefully sleeping , I could memorize all her lovely days and the changes she had gone through since she joined her school.  Things change , places change , but memories live for ever . Am not sure how much she might remember about her days here, but of course she might not forget many at least till she gets another set of  friends and teachers.

A life-long blessing for kids is to fill them with warm memories and later on they become treasures in their heart to live out the tougher days in life.