Start Talking!

Was just talking with one of my best buddy.. She and me almost share similar thoughts on motherhood and life in general. We share almost all our problems, happiness, motherhood challenges, trifles with our parents, husband issues! Literally everything! Today too, we started with our complaining episodes! She was over annoyed with her mother and interestingly, me too! Mom - seems like they are trying to rule our lives. Directly, or indirectly; they try to impose their thoughts on us. Whatever we do is always wrong way of doing it. Why? I have been married for 7 years now and my friend for a decade and still this undue interference of the moms in our respective lives is just too much! Or is it? Today she told me her mom just got off the dining table and left her home! Her annoyance - was it right on her mother's part to act so? While discussing all the emotional meltdowns and silent treatments that our moms treat us with, we bumped into the very fragile topic of child abuse. Chi

The strokes of light that shine so bright On the window panes and to great height. I see the generium - In shades of pink The sight of that beauty makes me forget to blink! The multi storey buildings look like shacks None able to see the bridges and the cracks; What's this life on top of the world Giving a semblance that everything  is swirled! Not riches but health Is all that I wish as wealth! The happiness of my family Being my gold, I agree!! Nothing more is any important  No, I do not want the two faced serpents. Just because few things did go wrong, Doesn't mean its an end to my life's beautiful song; The heart that lightens only with love My spouse, he is my dove! No matter the way, easy or tough We show life, we have love enough! To shove our path And embrace my wrath We two can together Beat the feather and the weather! Shielding and growing our little one Make her strong to face the sun For her, we ha

Bangalore rains Bangalore rains The drops that pour and cause a pain! The shilling sound of the wind Thanking heavens, my apartment is still pinned! The balcony is dripping and so are my plants Poor little sweethearts, they got more of than the desired grants!  My child is forced to play inside Her hopes to hop on the ground has all, but dried! The grey clouds and no sigh of light This is our very disgusting plight!! Okay, let it be, Lets not give a damn Mamma and daughter can have some water yam!! We two can play kitchen kitchen The weather is cold, lets cook some pepper chicken! Also, we could play makeup makeup But for that, my love, you need to first wake up!! The animals, domestic and wild Are waiting to play with you, my adorable child! Mommy have jotted down this half-witted poem That makes even the clouds get-goin!