Come stop your crying, it will be alright. Just take my hand, hold it tight, I will protect you from all around you, I will be here, dont you cry. For one so small, you seem so strong. My arms will hold you, keep you safe and warm, this bond between us cant be broken, I will be here dont you cry..
Just look over your shoulder, I'll be there-always and always
I want a surprise gift!
That's all I really want.
It doesn't matter if it a funny looking pencil or the most gorgeous shoes ever. I don't mind!
I want a gift :(
It's been so long since I got one :(
Today's guest post is a poem by the eclectic Varsha Dharan.
Lighting the lamp, blowing the candle! What would birthdays be without cakes, candles, cards, confetti and celebration? What would birthdays be without family, friends, fun and frolic? What would it be? What would it be? Is it celebrating life? Blowing a candle to strike one off the board? Taking a step closer to a probable next birth? What would it be? Racing numbers to racing thoughts, racing all the way to the stop? The timer ticks, the battery drains, the phoenix burns to rise up again! What would it be? Being the princess, finding my horse, defending the land I love a lot? The youngest I will be, the oldest I’ve been, swimming the oceans I am intended to cross!
Ashes to ashes, dust to dust! Finding a purpose to this life I must! - Varsha Dharan is one of those few people who managed to grow up continuing to be the bundle of bouncing energy and joy that we've all been as kids. A HR specialist by profession - but far from d…
"It was around this time, 10:45 pm when father and daughter were happily watching TV" my grandmother remarked out of the blue, as I took some water to her.
"Father? Daddy is sleeping in his room" I said, confused.
"Not your father. Your mother's father"
My grandpas - both of them- had passed away when I was very young. Mom's dad when I was 4 and dad's when I was 2, so they mostly don't figure in my mental recreations of the past.
Then it struck me - twenty-nine years back, she must have been pregnant. Very pregnant!
"And then?" curiosity now piqued.
"And then it was time to go the hospital" [Oh the subtle ways of saying 'Water broke'] She continued; "The car driver had long gone home. We found an auto with great difficulty. Bundled everything up, and off we went to the hospital."
"She had labour pains from around this time till 7:20 in the morning, till I was born?!" Holy crap, how did she ev…