Mommy Darling

Having written my first blog successfully I began to break my head over the second. I walk back home from work usually. And on Wednesday, 5^th of May(the same day of my first blog) 7:45 pm I saw a little girl wearing a white dress with red polka dots,2 cute fountain like pony tails and rubber chappals. She was holding her moms hand tight and was walking right in front of me. I love children and I was admiring her childish talk, inquistive questions, and I found myself smiling. I just wanted to get back to that stage. Why do we all have to grow up?? Those days were just so easy. No unnecessary tensions in life…. No problems to worry about . No commitments. All we ever had to do was just eat,sleep, play , watch tv or overact our talentsJ( sing ,dance or immitate to guests – parents are such show offs). I was just questioning myself on all these things when suddenly Ifeel a tiny pair of eyes staring at me. The little girl found me smiling at her and was scared:-). I kept smiling at her when she calls her mother and says something to her,pointing her fingers at me.Embarassed and not knowing how to react , I felt like I was the person ,mothers try to scare the children to get them to eat their food(Police, robber-thirudan or BOOCHAANDI). Putting an end to all my imaginations, the mother just turns around , gives me a friendly smile ,turns in front and starts walking again. The little girl immediatley turned to look at me and smiled the most beautiful & enthusiastic smile. This made me wonder the power of a mother in all our lives.

This also reminds me of one such an incident in my own life. I would have been about 2 years old when I was travelling with my grandfather whom i much adored, in an autorickshaw. We stop at McRennet to buy some cakes and my grandfather leaves in the autorickshaw under the care of its driver. This guy turns to me and asks “Your grandfather has left you under my control, what would you do if I kidnap you?” and coming from a family of BLESSED people (size wise :-)) I replied “You see my grandfather over there? My Mother is twice his size and she will kick the life out of you”.

I always knew a mother’s love was the greatest and loses out only to the love GOD has for each and every one of us. For the first time I realized a mother’s love does not lie in the way she expresses it, but just her presence is so special, so wonderdul, so powerful. It gives us the assurance that anything in this world can be faced because my MUMMY is there with me. Even when I did something wrong , to my mother I was alwayssssssss right. And the best part is when I know the mistake was on my part… This made me a better person. Because I saw myself through my mother’s eyes. The trust she had in me. The confidence she gave me. Her encouragement. Her strong personality.

Mothers are STRONGGG...People say women are emotionally very weak and men are strong. But I think it’s the other way round… Men are emotionally weak. And I am sure most of you all would agree with me. When we go through a rough patch, the Fathers are affected first and find it very difficult to get past it. On the other hand the women of the house makes a decision and takes the first step forward. Yes they do cry for movies, and ofcourse for serials…….they are fearfully and wonderfully made that way(:-)) are'nt they?.

This is what the little girl taught me. That no matter what I face in my life my mom will be there for me. Even though I make a mistake I will be right in her eyes because she trusts me. And more than anything her presence is just enough to assure me that everything is going to be fine. What can anybody do me when my mommy is there with me? This goes out to all mothers out there and especially from me to my mom. For never losing hope in me. For believing in me. For trusting me. For giving me so much without me asking for it and also for giving everything I had asked for. Mom, you are the best. You are my best friend and always will be. I am thankful to GOD for giving me my BESTESTTTTTTTTTTTT Friend in my mom. HAPPY MOTHERS DAY my Dearesttttttttt Mommy Darling…………You Inspire me…

and THANK YOU LORD FOR THE WORLD'S BESTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT MOMMY.....:-)

Ma...you made me the person that I am today. I saw GOD through you and the way HE worked wonders in your life. Even in times of despair you never gave up... You set the best exampla amma.
I love you amma and I always will......

Wishes to all your wonderful mothers out there….

Catch ya’ll later guys……………

My First Blog

5th May 9: 25 pm. I am walking back home from work. a bus speeeeeeedddddddssss besides me and parks a few feet away...i am stuck behind the bus. I cannot move forward with the traffic on one side and a small dark lane on the other that scares me()...the bus does not move for 15 minutes...i get so angry, impatient, IRRITATED, i am literally cursing the driver every second....the bus moves finallyyyy..i found a man in his late thirties held by an older man(looked like his father).The man was paralyzed from below his waist.. it was the this man who got down from the very same TCS bus. It took almost 30 seconds for him to place one foot in front with the help of his father. He had a painful look in his eye for every single move. His lean father on the other hand was struggling to hold him but knew that without his strength and confidence, his son would not be able to take that painful step. I have seen parents look proudly at their little kids as they take their first step. A joy that means so much that they go boasting about it to every single person they meet “AVA ADHUKULLA NADAKA LA AARAMICHUTTA”….(remembering my mom when I was a kid). I saw the same proud look in that fathers eyes as his son took his initial steps. The look that knew that his son’s running days are not too far off. I saw the son making jokes and laughing with the father in spite of all the pain. He knew that his father was going to help him get through with this no matter what.

Everyday i crib about going to work...? Today is not FRIDAYYYYYY?????? walk back home??? SOOOOO Many things in life…But I have forgotten to count my blessings. The wonderful legs I have. They take me wherever I want to go, whenever I want to go, however I want to go. Thank you LORD for these wonderful legs! Thank you for that beautiful incident yesterday. It reminded me of my HEAVENLY FATHER’s love for me. The way HE held me right from the second I started walking. The way HE never gives up on me even whenever I fail and fall down. The way HE comes back and calls me and encourages to get up and to move forward. For giving me parents who love and accept me in spite of my stupidity (which does happen most of the time) and my failures (used to). There is just so much more I learnt yesterday. The father and the son’s determination (which I have never had), their laughter in the midst of pain( Cast your burden onto JESUS for HE cares for you- so HE has taken all the load- why worry???), so much more that this one blog is not enough……..

See you all in my next blog….Love you all……