Colors of life

My dear daughter, Yes! It’s that time of the year again. Yet another year has gone by as you turn three today. A year of challenges, a year of plethora of emotions, a year of trial and tribulations, a year of exploration and discovery.   Being an Indian mother, my conscience doesn’t allow me to write about my failures or weak moments as a mother. We mothers are expected to be ‘super moms’ at all times and failure of doing so puts us at a risk of being called ‘poor moms’. I don’t really care about how and what the world thinks about me as a mother but it matters to me how you, who means the world to me, when you grow up will think about me. How would you react when you, who look up at your mom for every little thing now, know that your mom is not what you thought her to be. Yes, when you learn the truth that I’m not exactly a monster that you thought me to be all these years. I know it will be the moment of awakening for you and will shatter all your delusions about your mom(me...

The day I was born, my entire family rejoiced except my mom. But please don’t judge her since she was in pain, weak and fighting to survive just to bring me safely in to this world. When I cried in the middle of the night she woke up and spent endless nights with me, comforting me and rocking me back to sleep. But there were times when she didn’t. Please don’t judge her for that since she was tired and sleep deprived for making sure I slept peacefully. She left me in the hands of my grandmother/nanny when I turned three months, but please don’t judge her for that since she needed to get back to work and struggled to retain her identity at the same time fighting her inner conscience which was ridden with guilt for leaving me. It was harder for her than it was for me, trust me. When I was a toddler, my mom went for a holiday with my dad. Without me. But please don’t judge her for that as she needed to spend some time with him as well, alone. I indeed am the center of her existe...

The past few weeks have been the most challenging and toughest weeks as a mother. The most dreaded day in the life of any parent, arrived. The first day at school. Yes! My little baby who is no more a baby, officially, started playschool last month. Okay, now first of all let me clarify this, which I seem to be doing a lot of since I put her in school, before you jump on to any conclusions. It is NOT a school it is just a PLAY school and no they don’t teach her Abc’s or 123’s as everyone assumes. It is more of a platform for her to interact with kids her own age, to explore new and different activities, to develop and instill in her the power of imagination and creativity, to feel the goodness and develop self-confidence and above all to have a good time whilst channelizing her abundant energy to something positive and constructive for a couple of hours a day! If doing this makes me a ruthless mom, then so be it. Whoa! Playing defensive, are we? I have never been a defensive ...

Mother. A small word yet your entire world revolve around it. A powerful aura that surrounds your entire being till eternity. An entity that devoted all her life to be there for you and put you and your needs above everything. An individual who cries unbearably whilst you are in pain and smiles with pride in your happiness. That is the supremacy of a mother and no one in this whole wide world can replace her or take her place instead. She is your bearer and has taken immense pain to bring in you in this world and raise you against all the odds, thereafter. No amount of wealth would suffice to repay her deeds as a mother. Period. They say God is everywhere. They are right. You see Him everywhere in the form of mother who is no less than a God to her child. A child looks upon his mother for every little thing and dotes on her like a devotee to God. Such is her magnificent persona which compels you to trust in her abilities like u believe in the power of a magician. She is inde...

My dear daughter, Today, as you turn two years of age, I look past and reminisce the day you were born. It feels not so long ago when you entered our lives and spread happiness around. You made your way instantly into our lives and our hearts so effortlessly and graciously. The past two years has gone by so swiftly that I now realize that I will miss those little things that I so deeply loved about you. Gone are the days of longing to get a peek of that incredible toothless smile now that you have your complete set of teeth. Gone are the days of watching you take that first step and your wobbly walk now that you run around the whole house with confident stride. Gone are the days of listening to you coo and gurgle now that you talk incessantly all day long. Gone are the days of holding you in my arms and rocking you to sleep now that you lie by my side dozing off listening to bedtime stories. Gone are the days when you sat on your high chair finishing your meals without any fu...

 And my little angel has completed one full year on this earth! What a year it was! I am still amazed how did the year whiz by at such a fast pace. Daughters, I tell you, grow up super fast and before you can blink an eye it’s time for her to spread her wings and fly away to a different nest. The thought itself gives me a shudder and I can now relate to how my parents must have felt when their little daughter also flew away from their protected nest to make her own nest in a different country as soon as she grew up. Sigh! But, that’s the way of life. A daughter is a blessing from above and spreads happiness, love and care wherever she goes. I, as a parent, feel extremely blessed to have this little angel in my life and can’t thank God enough for this wonderful bundle of joy! So then, why do so many people in our country still consider having a daughter as some sort of a ‘taboo’ and get disheartened by the birth of a girl child, in this day and age? Why do we still nee...