Trust

It was raining that day...
I was walking to my home...
I met him on my way...
And thought to take to my abode.

Suddenly the raindrops sounded fierce
The thunders were loud and scary..
I held him tight and closed his ears..
To calm him and make him cosy.

Waiting for the rain to stop..
We sat under the big huge trees..
Every moment praying to the God..
He saw me with trust in his eyes.

The rain stopped, we came back home..
He still hugged me tight, not letting me go...
I said 'dear puppy, you are safe and sound'
For the world outside is locked and gone.

Fifi's Kitty - Part 2

I heard her crying..
They were shouting..
I wanted to go outside..
But had to be inside..
As mama said...to sleep..
But somehow I tried to peep..
They were talking something...
But I could hear nothing...
I could no more hear her voice..
So I went to sleep without noise.
The next day, I saw sunlight...
I ran down to hug her tight...
I found her lying..in pool of blood...
They said that she is dead...
'She had become wild'...they whispered..
She could have been dangerous..they said
I closed my eyes to feel her pain...
When she was being hit..by the insanes
Tears rolled down my eyes...
Now I shall never hear her sweet voice..
She was a small little cat....
How could she become bad?
Why do the elders become so harsh..
Who gave them right to punish so hard??

Fifi's Kitty

They said the woods are tall and deep...
So much so that even sun can't peep..
But I have to find my kitty...
No one helps me and I am feeling pity.

I know she is all alone and scared...
The darkness shall make her more afraid...
And so I decide to go alone and find her...
Will hug her tight and then pamper.

My bag is ready...my torch is on..
The darkness of the woods shall be gone
'Where are you my darling'
This is how I keep her calling.

'Oh my little one, there you are sitting..
Trembling in the cold with the winds blowing
Sitting beneath the crushed leaves..
Here I am to take you with me.

I took her in my hands and hugged..
She felt my body's warmth...
Together we came out in the sunlight...
Never to be separated again, holding each other tight.

She asked...

Will you be my valentine?
She asked...

The day I saw you..
Your beauty mesmerised me..
The day you held me in your arms...
Your warmth completely surprised me...

The day you came closer to me..
I fell in love with your fragnance...
You said you shall be back in a while...
But I didnot want to take a chance....

I wanted to fall in love with you...
I wanted you to love me...
One day the world would collapse.
But we shall be till eternity...

For you are 'me'
The woman inside...
I keep falling in love with you...
As you are my only pride..

So I shall be mine..
This day of Valentine...

Mirror O' Mirror

Mirror mirror..how do I look?
'Like the unused...unturned..dusty book... That lies on the shelf since years and years....
My dear women...that is how u look...

'Then let me turn the pages...
Remove the dust and give it a shine..
Since it is lying for ages..
Let me read and make it mine....

It has a story..of a woman...
So young...so charming..full of life...
So innocent...so determined...
Who gets married and becomes a wife.

A new chapter to start....
A new family waiting to embrace...
How she has made this place...
A HOME with her radiance.

She is present everywhere, every corner of the house...
Dancing, walking, singing...all day long.... Filling the vaccum in everyone's life....
No morning starts without her sweet song.

And one day she becomes a mother....
Look at her beauty...O Mirror!!!
And the angel in her arms....
A heaven on earth it seems..O Mirror!

The clock ran...the needles moved....
And she in her little cosy world...
Was all happy and contended....
Until a tragedy struck one day..

O Mirror...such a sad chapter!!!
Life betrayed her and took her charm...
She fell down and broke her leg and arm.

What a trauma..what an attack....
But she still smiled and looked beautiful... Believing in her world that she had build... That everyone shall be soulful.

Time passed...no songs were heard...
She lay on her bed...so silent and lost..
Was she the same woman O'Mirror...?
All alone and crying almost.

Where is her world of love??
That she had created and nurtured....
Was her identity lost??
In a never ending search.

But let me now clean my face....
Stand for self and show my grace....
And not become an unused book...
Mirror O'Mirror....that is how I want to look....

Let me be the way I wanna....

Do I look Dusky…… Or am I fair white…… Whatever it is…..I don’t care….
But I shall have my way right………
My torn jeans……. My Pierced eyebrow….. Why does it bother u Mom??
After all it gives ME a GLOW!!
My colourful streaks…
My long hair with a pony…….
Why do you get annoyed Dad??
After all I look classy!
My rusty sandals….
My low waist pants…..
I look cool I know………
Let it go like this..Mom and Dad
My short skirt…my tank top..
My hot pants…my high heel…
Let me be the way I wanna….
Mom and Dad ….just chill
Why should I sit straight??
Why can’t I relax??
Why can’t I make noise while eating??
It’s all so Irritating…
Let me sleep till noon…
Let me not brush everyday….
Let me howl at seeing the moon….
Let me be bad and NOT GOOD always……. Sometimes you make be older like you.... Sometimes a kindergarten child.....
"Mom and Dad"...you yourself are so confused!!!
So stop making me go wild!!!
Let me be the way I am….
Let me plan my life….
Mom and Dad..
I really Luv U
So TRUST me and just be by my side…..

Even the kids need some space

It was a beautiful winter morning. Our daughter was 18 months old then. After having our breakfast, my husband suggested to go to the nearby park with our daughter. I agreed and got her ready. She wore a beautiful pink cardigan, that was her dad's favourite. And we went to the park. As soon as we reached there, my daughter just slipped out my arms and started running on the grass..we could see the joy on her face. She was running here and there..shouting, playing with her ball, laughing...we just sat on a bench and saw her enjoy. And then she saw a muddy area and ran towards it, till the time my husband would have caught her..she was already in there..making a splash!! Gosh..that was a scene to see.. My husband shouted " Baby..come out of that, that is not hygienic...your dress shall get ruined." And I was laughing to my fullest... He came and said " Why are you laughing? That is such a costly cardigan..and that mud is not at all good and safe for her. Just look at her..what has she done to herself."

I calmed him down and said "Dear husband, just see her face and her joy. And nothing else. This is the first time she has come into contact of earth. Let us GIVE HER SOME SPACE and let her enjoy to her fullest. You shall see the difference in her when she she is back home". And that entire day she was so happy, did not make any fuss while eating, slept peacefully...

Just as we as an individual want some space, want to have some fun, want to break certain boundaries, want to be alone and spend time ..similarly our kids also. We should always remember that our children are also a growing individual, having their own thoughts, beliefs, habits. And so, to nurture them in a way they do not becoming defensive, we as parents need to give them some space.And I believe that there is no harm in it. Just try these few things with your child once or twice fortnightly..and you shall see the difference..

You can fix the days in consultation with your child;

1. Let them enjoy watching their favourite programmes on TV any day that they chose.

2. Let them follow their own routine (Like waking up late, not havin breakfast, and all the daily chores) on any two holidays in a month

3. Let them eat what ever they want on any of the Sundays that they chose.

4. Let them hear loud music, dance, shout, whatever they want to..on any of the days they chose..

5. And if they permit, join them in their gang and enjoy.

6.Leave them alone if they want to be, they shall themselves come back to you to tell.

This can be applied and modified according to the age group. It shall be tough at the beginning..but then we shall see our children coming close to us, follow our routine and time table, listen to us and shall not be very fussy.. The bottom line is that we should try giving space to our children for nurturing a healthy parent child relationship.

My Secret Diary # newyearresolution

Recently my daughter purchased a diary from a near by mela. That's a secret diary because it has a password to unlock it. She was writing something on 1st of January this year. Once done, she showed it to me and I saw that she has written 'I love you Mama and Papa'. I kissed her and thought, her world starts with us and ends with us. She asked me if I also have a secret diary and some secret written in it? Her question triggered my thoughts, I remember having a small pocket diary as a kid. I always wrote my new year resolutions in that and used to show to my bestie. I still remember few of my resolutions, 'i will not eat chocolates', 'i will not watch TV', 'I shall never fight with my friends', 'I shall always share my comics and toys' and like every other child,  had cheat days and my resolution broke with a promise to myself that next year I shall surely adhere to them. Time passed and I entered adulthood. But my habit of maintaing diary remained same and never changed. Every year I bought a new diary and my first day of the year started with my new resolutions. Sometimes a 10 items to do list, sometimes 20 and some times 1. I started to tick those that I adhered to the whole year. Some more time passed and the world got shrinked to technology with smart phones. I was now a working professional but my habit of writing resolutions remained same, some colleagues laughed and called kiddish, some followed me, but I remained hooked to my habit.
One beautiful evening I became a mother, and I got engrossed in the motherhood journey. I forgot everything, I forgot myself. I left my job, became an author, a blogger, but sadly I forgot my habit of writing diary and making resolutions. And with this habit, I left doing my self introspection. I felt very sad when I looked back my last 6 years. Where was I? What all I loose? What all I gained? Did I improve or I was just lost in the world of duties and responsibilities?
I quickly opened my drawers and cupboards to find a diary and was lucky to get one old but untouched diary. That afternoon I sat to write my secrets and at the end showed it to my daughter who was my budding bestie. She read it loud...the most beaitiful thing that happened to me is my daughter and every year I shall try to keep the beauty as it is.