Love you Mom!

You were the one who stayed up whilst I was ill; didn’t care a bit about your pains, your appointments/schedules. You kept an eye on me all night, lest I need something at those odd hours. I know how unmanageable and restless I used to get as a kid when I used to be running a temperature., and it was always you who used to pacify me, with all your soothing, sweet talk. You endured all my tantrums, to just take me to the doctor, and even cared to bribe me after that, so I’d end up happy finally. Later, you always even made sure that I didn’t end up being abashed about the tantrums I threw. You’d feel on top of the World with a thing as small as me being applauded for trivial things back at kindergarten. Later on, you’d stay up through the night, to get a dress ready for me to strut off the next day, at some kind of gathering in college. Needless to say, you have supported all my desires, and supported me in accomplishing them. Most importantly, you reasoned out with me when they weren’t logical. It is said that we shouldn’t apologize to those whom we call ours, and so, I won’t go apologetic over my wrong-doings, or my temper that shows up at times, since I know you would’ve forgiven me for all those the very next moment, and wished for me to see reason in my doings.

I do understand that you aren’t like everyone else, in terms of pampering us openly, in front of people and sorts…still, I know from the bottom of your heart, you think of us always… if I have had my lunch, if I got to eat properly, if I’ve been sleeping well, if I’m in some kind of pain, and wishing me to be relieved of all the pains, if any. In fact, I’ve never been quite the expressive kind that you sometimes might have expected of me..however, sometimes when I did complain of some sort of pain, you had selflessly wished that pain to be taken away from me, and be given to you! I never did speak out so, but mom, we love you, and I’m not saying so just because it’s Mother’s day tomorrow (coincidentally), be it any day, I will always love you. I might not be the perfect daughter, but, as always, I shall keep striving to be the daughter you always wished to have, one that makes you feel proud and one that’ll always strive to make you happy. Looking back now, I can proudly say I’m the confident person that I am, thanks to you, and of course, dad too! We love both of you loads!

This ain’t a random post

After a very long gap, here I am, in a very contemplative mood today. It’s just one of those days when you just can’t stop pondering….funnily enough, there doesn’t seem to be one single topic. It all began with me having a very bad cold, and a worse cough. Tracing back to what could have been the cause for it… could be because I drenched in the rain the other day! The Rains!! Aah! Weren’t they welcome this time around! The summer had gotten really “summery” this time. The rains…what could have been the cause for the delay this year? Deforestation...how foolish can people get., and how many more trees are going to be chopped down? Face it people, we are alive today; thanks to the plant life around us...else, humans would’ve followed the lines of dinosaurs, or worse, wouldn’t even have come into existence! The rains…isn’t it just a wonderful thing to just stare out of the window while it’s raining, isn’t it so pleasant when the first few drops fall on the dry earth, isn’t it even beautiful when it suddenly stops raining, and a prominent rainbow shows up in the clear blue skies? Rainbows…seven colors, I’m sure, couldn’t have been stacked in a more beautiful manner! Makes me want to thank the creator for having given me the vision and the sense to perceive the beautiful sights created. A sudden bolt of lightning, followed by a loud clap of thunder had shaken me out of my trance. It occurred to me that this probably is Nature’s way to remind us of the harsh realities that lie before us! My attention shifted over to the News heard over the past days. The killings at Virginia Tech., more terrorist attacks in places of worship in India., people being killed by their own siblings., terrorists claiming innocent lives at the most unexpected of times…was this all intended by the creator? What is it that makes one human being turn against another? Where are all the values and principles of “peaceful coexistence”, etc that were taught to us back at school? Is all that just restricted to being the contents of a textbook? Why preach when one can’t practice the same? Why is jealousy so rampant everywhere we go? If it is said and believed that each person is blessed with a different strength; it’s all relative on how the person recognizes the strength, and exploits it…then, why curse other people instead of building on our strengths? Is it really difficult to face reality? Why is it that we sometimes see pleasure in the tiniest of things while at some other times, cease to notice the bigger and the better things also? Don’t you just feel like smiling when you see a small child so happy playing by itself in the heap of sand…doesn’t it spread some kind of warmth over you? All the same, many a times, all the comforts fail to brighten us; and just a walk brightens your day like nothing before! Ultimately, we do realize that we are on this planet with a purpose; a life without a purpose is no life at all! While working towards the purpose, we tend to get selfish, and lose out on our humbleness. Nothing in this world is permanent…that’s reality. So, whilst we are here, it would be worth the while if we could begin to notice the good things that nature has bestowed on us…just to make ourselves happy! It might sound like a selfish motive, but as long as we don’t hurt anybody/anything, being selfish is permissible! If so, why do many people try and attain salvation? What’s salvation, or as our scripts term it, Moksha? I’m no philosopher, but, I do understand that salvation is “Redemption from the power and penalty of sin”…that means, we do know we have sinned, and are working towards warding that guilt away! That sure isn’t a selfish thing! What is the purpose of a life when we aren’t happy with it ourselves? I’m not saying we have to be perfectionists everywhere…we can definitely not rule over nature, and that; nature has shown to us in many ways. Why fight when we can sort things out with talks? Why kill when we can leave in harmony? Why destruct when we can construct? Why hate, when we have the power of love? These, and many other questions, I’m afraid, will always remain unanswered. Speaking of questions, I get a better one, why think of unpleasant things, while there are lots of pleasant thoughts awaiting us? Brings me back to the roots of my reverie., and now, I remember I haven’t watered my plants today. How fresh the leaves look when you sprinkle water on them…it feels as though the plant is smiling back at you, thanking you for taking care of it. Reminds us, it’s our turn to give back something to nature, to do something that isn’t going to go waste! What sort of things could be done? I get back to pondering, while I go attend to my plants.

Well, this surely isn’t one of those times when I feel I’m at a loss of words. Just thinking over them would have eventually washed the thoughts away; here, I can at least expect a few people to ponder along with me. What say?