The last post in my blog was a tragic and sad one. I know most of you felt bad reading that. I’m sorry about it but you know life is a mixture of both the good and the ugly and at times I try to remind myself that I’m so fortunate with what God has given me. Such thoughts that evolve as words/poems are also a prayer from my heart for people who are going through a difficult phase in their life. I truly hope that things always change for the better in everyone’s life.
Dear Jessie, it was a movie but I’ve heard some real tragic incidents similar to this story. Sometimes fact is worse than fiction.
After watching that movie my thoughts were revolving around it. I tried to channelize my mind to something positive but couldn’t. Isn’t it like that for most of us?
I think this year has not started too well. Mother Nature is in all her fury. I pray for the people in Chile. I wanted to write something but Chile is in my mind and I don’t want to continue with another tragic poem today.
Last month my son turned three and I wrote the following lines for him. I’m posting it on this last day of Feb. Hope Feb turned out to be a wonderful month to all my friends out there? Now let’s march towards the month of March.
On Our Son’s Third Birthday
Three is the age of fun and frolic.
With a twinkle in the eye they look around for mischief
Always hungry to explore some more
Their minds race to acquire new things
It’s the age when they start school
When they go out into their little new world
A chance to meet people other than their own
When they imbibe the lessons of togetherness and sharing.
This is the age when the little geniuses take in a dozen things
Colors and shapes become a part of their life
Where they laugh at the antics of their favorite cartoon characters
And the people in their storybooks come alive before them.
It’s the age about which we, their parents cannot stop talking
Their world is restricted, yet how contented they are in their own little space!
My love, rejoice and make the most of this time
You mean the world to us; you are the center around which we happily revolve.