Homemaker

Not an easy title to settle for Not something one dreams of. A connection with the soul A responsibility to become the whole. No appreciation or achievements to flaunt No felicitation or certification to share around. Every pointer asks of your value How are you contributing being nothing of value How should I tell , … Continue reading Homemaker

Being All

back view photo of a woman in black sleeveless top carrying a toddler

Nobody told the clouds to rain and shine at the same time The sun never gave warmth of moon, though its heat gives life to all. The ocean takes in from all that comes in  , it never has to give back to them. The roots hold on , but the delicate leaves caters to … Continue reading Being All

Oh Mother

mother and daughter on grass

Oh MotherI wish you could seehow strong I have become.I deal with all on my own.I don't cry over any pain.I have learnt to do it all alone.I am now a mother too. I know how much you have been through,But i am going to be a different one.This time i will let my kids … Continue reading Oh Mother

Some days

Some days I feel lower than others. I am not at my best. I will take time n recover. I have thoughts that need a look. I have a visit down those lanes. Sometimes, My muscle and bones ache. My words dont find strength. My inner self needs a connect . My struggle is real, … Continue reading Some days

A mothers heart

crop woman holding baby clothes while resting on couch

A mothers heart. I look immovable.I look strong.I look unshakable.As i stand like a rock.For your life in my arms. But,It hurts me too.I felt broken too.I have seen nights pass.waiting for dawn to arrive.Sometimes at the edge,Fearing this time i wont make it.And then a power, rising from a prayer within. I get going, … Continue reading A mothers heart

My Journal 8. – Superhumans

purple and blue abstract painting

We all have been in this phase or point which push us beyond our limits and we feel like superhumans. I am not exaggerating actually when we remember those memories even we are shocked how could we do something like this. Human mind is beyond comprehension. May be that's what about humans when time or … Continue reading My Journal 8. – Superhumans

A heart to connect to

multicolored socks drying on rope with clothespins in garden

Rushing through chores, The same routine everyday. The in and out so familiar, Works like a background score. Though at times its different. Sometimes pushing hard.Sometimes drawing short paths. Sometimes late than the fixed slot. Sometimes learning to keep up with the lot. Then to find timefor others to attend to. When all go to … Continue reading A heart to connect to