Showing posts with label mom. Show all posts
Showing posts with label mom. Show all posts

Saturday, June 13, 2015

The Disappearing Me!

Hi There,

Those few of you who have read me, appreciated me and encouraged me, a sincere note of thanks and an announcement of revival of my spirit of writing after a hibernation into Motherhood, with a super naughty daughter of 21 months old now.

I shall begin with the most divine and true bond - motherhood. I am emotional, 'senti' as some say, about life, people and relations. I am blessed to be a lady, I am saying this and accept it wholeheartedly now, only after my daughter is born. Bearing her for 9 months, going through labor and holding such a masterpiece-Life  in itself is an unparalleled joy. Being of the female kind....yes....facing the odd that one has to-eve-teasing, doting admirers, crushes, love hate relations- parental disagreement ...oohh there are lots, everything just changed overnight. I started teaching myself to love myself. Cleaning, bathing, worrying, shouting, fighting, pampering as all mothers do I started learning the other side of life.

Being the first teacher of my child.! Can you imagine the responsibility we hold? It shocks me - I worry and prepare for her future. I have totally lost sense and desire for my own. I am everything today to safeguard her. How amazing! She knows Mom's around and she takes me for granted. A zillion thanks and gratitude to that super father of my daughter who has lived through all my pains throughout our togetherness. He has listened to, talked about and taken care of every craving of mine and definitely his life-his daughter.

Father is the strength and diplomacy that a child looks up to and mother is the all time granted love affair..!!

Saturday, August 13, 2011

Me, Mom & My Mirror

I look at you and wonder about my life. You speak to me and I listen as I listen to my own words. I am awestruck at how you encourage me at being myself-the adamant, straightforward, bull-headed spirit that I am. I fail to understand why you aren't me!

Mom, an imagination for those who are bereft of her, purest love for those who have her and tearfully happy memories for those who are far away. For me, you are my greatest strength despite differences. I wasn’t away when you assumed I was, I wasn’t heartless when you wept and I wasn’t rude when I was harsh on you. Your pain was my pain and all I try is banishing it.

My Mirror speaks to me of my failures, consoles me for losses and loves me for smiles. I ponder over the unseen reason behind my joy at seeing myself. I then realize, I am an image of my beloved Mom with a few alterations. I love when my Mirror throws a wicked smile when I am naughty; she knows darn well what runs on my little brain.

O Mom, you are my mirror and my Mirror says so to me. Why then few times the image breaks?