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The Untold Story

Fear grappled her from all sides,she had to face innumerable people before she saw daylight!

 
Her heart no longer beat the same,she was lifeless!
Her hopes had given away , her prayers unanswered..
No human mind could fathom the pain she was in. Her mind kept shuttling between the past and present.

 
Wasn’t it the most beautiful day she had known when she held her little one after she was born-full of life, cheer and hope.
The lifeless body drove chills in her spine and she wished death every second.

 
The day her little girl held her hands and walked and she gaped in awe at her angel’s first step.
The details of torture rendered to that little soul which was busy chasing butterflies.

 
The day her little girl was bold and courageous to take the herd to graze all by herself.
The innumerable photos of her beloved which were news for media

 
The day she bid adieu to her little girl and was waiting eagerly with hot lunch
The day she realized that only the dresses her little girl wore will remain for her memory.

 
The pain is real and no prayer ,religion or Godman could render her backย  for the piece of soul she held so dearly was forever lost ,never to return .

 

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The woman who gulped litres of water only in the hope of seeing you and cry the very first time on hearing your heartbeat that was shown by the Dr!โค

 

The woman who hoped everyday that you get the best and ate tablets dutifully!๐Ÿฃ

 
The woman who Googled the most to find out about your growth and reach out to to you!๐Ÿค“

 
The woman who held her husband’s hand every night as she wanted to make you feel his warmth!๐Ÿ˜™

 
The woman who broke all records of ever waking up on time in her entire life only to be kicked everyday at 4 a.m. in the belly!๐Ÿ˜ด

 
The woman who was ready to wait tirelessly as her legs ached and was getting overloaded.๐Ÿ˜ฒ

 
THE woman who had to change dress sizes too often as you kept growing,๐Ÿ˜ฆ

 
The woman who burdened her husband with all bags in lieu of being pregnant!๐Ÿ˜œ

 
The woman who nauseated even at the mention of oil!๐Ÿ˜”

 
The woman who managed to forego her favorite coffee for it never suited you!๐Ÿ˜ฅ

 
The woman who walked everyday in hope to see you get delivered safely!๐Ÿค—

 
The woman who worked tirelessly hoping it’s the best pastime to get away from pregnancy blues๐Ÿ˜จ

 
THE woman who gave up the luxury of getting glued to the mobile phone.๐Ÿ˜Ž

 
THE woman who was startled to know that it was a ‘big’ bun that she carried๐Ÿคฅ

 
The woman who spoke to you like a RJ in the hope you’d recognize her instantly on your arrival!๐Ÿ˜š

 
THE woman who misses you the most for she had you inside her,happy ,warm and cheerful despite the fear of unknown grappling her often!๐Ÿ’•โค๐Ÿ’•

Do you remember that womanย -A different ME before you’re born๐Ÿ˜‰

 

 

PS: dedicated to my dd ๐Ÿ˜

The Affair

She looked at her semi naked self and saw him busy with his business. His mischievous eyes were showing signs of hunger and were looking at her with a sparkle in the eye.
She was the only one who knew when the same eyes meant mischief and when they were genuinely innocent!
There was a thought train that kept running in her mind – does he know how much she loves him ? Is he just another human who forgets her once he is finished with his business- (how lame a thought)?did he think she was beautiful ? , she once was- someone who could with ease fit herself into a figure hugging dress, the same dress now made her look like the “BEFORE” pictures of weight loss ads!!
Her mind was lost in million other thoughts when her husband entered the room and looked at the second man in the house with happiness! She felt she could sense some amount of jealousy in him. Perhaps he thought she was his always and now at this point in life there was an another man he had to share his wife with, which was legal too!
As the husband left the room with the file he had come looking for , she looked at the second man to see if the business was done- it was in the final stages ,she would feel lighter soon.

In another five minutes the tiny human that was busy drinking was fast asleep and has resigned to her lap. She felt elated, drew a deep breath to pull the PP belly in, and kissed him “Love you baby”

 

PS: the image is a Google search result.

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The Little Girl

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One evening just as I was about to go-to the market I caught this scene of a little girl happily jumping on the steps opposite my house. She must have come to attend the satsang in the mutt, I assume.
What Drew my attention to her was her beautiful pattu pavadai, neatly plaited hair that was swinging on either side of her shoulders and more importantly she was lost in her own world.
My mind run a million things about her in that fleeting second .
I was wondering how I missed the little girl of my life and in the same note I wondered how long will she be playing and enjoying like this? What an absurd thought – I scolded myself while I still kept wandering in my mind.

Why was this fleeting moment important at all – the little girl brought a million memories flooding in that little piece of time
I realized I missed my little girl more on some days than other.
This little girl is someone I’ve know for a little more than a quarter century and her energy, vigor for life, strength of mind never ceased to amaze me.
I call her ‘little girl’ because that’s what she was at heart-simple, naive, unassuming, ever-dreaming and most loving woman I’ve ever known and I ever will.
She could light up even the dullest moment with her eccentric dance moves and cheer me like none other.
Her smile never lost its charm despite the various hardships she’d been through.
She to me was ‘ one in a million’ and a ‘ high School drama queen’ – weird way to describe but that’s best was to sum up my love for her.
Her eloquent English and never ending thirst for Tamil literature was a fascination for me- how could someone understand and appreciate both equally?
She was a juggler in her kitchen and still date I miss her ‘secret ingredient’ and the details of her culinary expertise.
I call her high School drama queen because of how she was – ‘ the Mills and Boons ‘ type, the cheer- leader type, the ever dreamy, screechy voice fairy tales loving ,’ sweep me off my feet- Prince ‘ type – oh I’ve already typecast her!!!?
Life was a fascinating experience when this girl was around.
To all those whims and fancies, ups and downs, fun and pun, riches and rags- I love you the most my little girl and miss you the most mommy!

 

PS : the image is a Google search result.