Little Footsteps...

Little footsteps I hear somewhere

Sometimes they excite, sometimes scare.

So much to tell, so much to share

All things new, all things rare..

Gone are the days when resources were few

Now Hubbys are supporting and caring too.

But I have to be reborn and live a life new

And to my old self I must bid adieu!

The first flutters came soft and slow

Like little water bubbles, like the winds blow.

But it is You, now that I know

It gives my life a colorful glow!

When I try to sleep, You keep me up

We share milk in the same cup.

So many cravings keep creeping up

While I enjoy I can feel you slurpp!!

A few days to go and you'll be free

But now that you are still inside me,

I want to give you memories of glee

So you can come healthy and happy!!

One person we both need to thank

Whose service and patience never sank.

Thank you Papa for being our love bank

You are the Best, with the highest rank!!

 Cheers!
God Bless!!

CHS

The Best Good News....

This is a very special write up. Not because it marks the century but more so because it is about my life's greatest pleasure and treasure. Sandy had asked me to write about it long time back but I did not know how to put it in words...

Being a mother is an experience every women is indeed incomplete without. It is the best good news you share with the ones you love. I am experiencing the existence of a life in me for the past eight months and am more than excited awaiting the little one's arrival. There's a lot of anxiety and fear too regarding the way I will have to handle this delicately new and precious responsibility.

Of course there are many changes and hassles that come all the way till the end but with the experiences that I have had, I can assure you that everything will be a smooth sail if and only if you are totally prepared it and this is something you really want. That's the only thing that will help you not only to accept the changes but also be happy about the little differences you find out each day you wake up.

First up, you are in for surprises everyday, be it your moods, eating habits, body or psychology. Your moods are not in your control anymore, you may laugh or cry, fight and quarrel over anything at all, irrespective of whether it makes sense or not or whether it is important or not. Next you have unwanted advice coming from everywhere and you don't really know what to take and what to leave. Then you start having expectations form people around you, mostly from your spouse and even the smallest of mistakes could make you feel awfully upset. There are things you really crave to do and things that you hate to. Despite these, there are many more you will learn and explore as each day, week and month progresses.

The experiences differ from person to person no doubt, but the only thing that is similar is the feeling of being able to bring a life, a being into existence. The anticipation of holding and caressing your little one, of seeing your spouse express his love to it, of seeing that little one grow in front of you, do little nativities that take your parents through your childhood again are all free gifts you get for going through the 9 month ordeal. This gain is worth more than every pain you take.

I have other would be mums around me who I discuss and share my experiences with. You may or may not have that privilege but confide in your mum and she would be a great help and guide throughout. To those who are sailing the same boat as I am, I only wish for you to have the times of your life, enjoy every bit of it, get pampered, love the attention and care and fulfill all that you promise your little one after his or her arrival.

Cheers!
God bless!!

CHS

No Return...

I haven't been busy all this while that I could not write but something had jumped up the priority list and pushed my hobby way behind...  But something drastic shook me back to reality and I now know that if I don't do what I love now, I just might not get the opportunity to do it again. I have always believed and shared that Life is too short but hell I never knew that I would have to go through something so painful to realize the same.

I lost a very dear friend RJ and this world has lost a great human being. Besty to my sis. I knew him from my school days, (He's a couple of years older than me) and we were friends very soon and good friends sooner. It wasn't difficult for him to make anyone smile or happy.. All he knew was to make friends and spread cheers among them. Never took life seriously (never showed rather) It fills me with utmost sorrow to write about him using past tense but sooner or later we will have to accept that no matter how long we wait or how badly we miss him, he is just not going to revert. 

There's a confession I have to make. I should have clarified this with him but that will never be possible now. During my college days, I had been influenced by someone important (at that time) to stop talking to RJ and have no contacts with him thereon. I know you must be thinking How could I, but ya I actually ignored him totally ever since. RJ and my sis had all questions for me but I refused to answer. Finally they let me be but he never stopped asking about me. It rips my soul as I now know that I lost a valuable friendship for so many years. So here's a tip - " Never be influenced by someone, anyone. Not in the matter of choosing your friends!"  It might hurt to fight for someone you care for but trust me it kills you when the person who matters is not around for life...

Eventually I got in touch with him again and he was immensely happy for my decision to settle down but I never let him become the same friend he was. (Though he had valued me just the same) I recollect the good old days... He had flown down form Mumbai just to spend 2 days with me because I was upset, had spend my 18th birthday with me and planned the day with the most warm and touching surprises.. He would get me chocolates and gifts whenever we met but most importantly just be there at the hour of need. He always was, but never will now on.. I look at his number and wonder if he would pick my call. I now wish I should have talked more, listened more, cared more, believed more, lived more.

He has left us with the sweetest memories and most brutal truth of life - Inevitable End. I can only pay tribute to him by living life like he did. Doing what you feel is right, never hurting loved ones and going way beyond boundaries for the sake of dear ones. This write up is too short to be dedicated to him but my words would never touch our lives the way he did. 

If only he could see our tears and know that we still need him, If only I could do something to bring him back (may be not for me but for the ones who loved him so much) If only we could reach him... But he has conveniently  and very selfishly left us all to miss him while he can watch us over. He has indeed reached somewhere we can't reach him, from where there is no return..

Miss you RJ....

Rest In Peace!

God Bless and bestow strength upon those who love you...

CHS