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Wednesday, July 27, 2011


Krishna, when you sent Mowgli to me, did you teach him all your little mischievous ways? I see the twinkle in his eye, and a knowing smile lingering on his lips when he looks at me just before he does something he is not supposed to. What all did you teach him Krishna? I will tell your mother that you are up to no good. You have taught him to crawl and climb and reach for things that are forbidden. Have'nt you ?
When I am feeding him, he looks away and starts playing and then suddenly hits out at the bowl with the food so it spills and makes a big mess. Do you then laugh encouragingly in his ear, as he breaks in to peals of laughter? When I try to take away something from his hands, he squeals and runs away. Tell me that you have not taught him to run away and hide from his mother !! Tell me you dont come in his dreams and make him laugh. Isnt it you who showed him how fascinating a ball is? How beautiful leaves and flowers are ? He is not as strong as you Krishna who can jump into a river and fight Kalia. Dont egg him on as he rushes to embrace the ocean, the seas are kinder to you Krishna. You told him how delicious curd is, and butter and how equally tasty mud is ?? Akash thinks if he turns his back to me I wont be able to see what he is up to. Is that how you tried tricking your mother Krishna ?

Yesterday he turned away from me and licked all the sand on his hand. Little did he know the tell tale grains around his mouth would give his secret away. "Open your mouth." I scolded him. When he opened his mouth, I saw the whole universe in there!
Oh Krishna, don't tell me you did not teach him how to do that !!

Friday, July 22, 2011

Faith & Joy

"You know Mowgli can now kick the ball."
"What do you mean ?"
"You know how we play catch. right.."
" You mean how you throw the ball at him and he sort of scuttles after it and brings it back.."
"And throws it back to me."
"No he does not"
"Ofcourse he does"
"He drops the ball and you clap"
"No thats not true,anyways, moving on, today I kicked the ball towards him and he went to the ball and kicked it back"
"By accident?"
"No, he was immitating me."
"No, he wasnt, it is a happy coincidence."
"Why dont you believe me ?"
"Did it happen more than once?"
"It happened twice !"
"Why do you think your son is a mini genius ?. He is not. Dont exaggerate his abilities"
"Well,if I dont, then who will? I am his mother."

Coolboy looks over at Mowgli who is busy balancing himself on the sofa and trying to stuff the ball into his mouth, wondering why it wont fit. He says " Come Mowgli, lets play some soccer!"

I smile.

Wednesday, July 20, 2011

In a land far far away.

A star burst into itself
With a silent BOOM !
That no one heard or felt.

All that burning lit up the sky.
The light traveled far and wide.
But it found no naked eye.

A universe was born
Like the phoenix from its ashes
A new era dawned.

Who ever said stars are just stars ?
They are Life,
Waiting to happen all over again.

Sunday, July 17, 2011

Lady and the tramp

She and Mowgli stood for a brief moment together taking in the sight and sound of the ocean. As a wave galloped towards them, she said "The beach is coming." MowglI echoed back a "Hoo". It was indeed a wonderful afternoon at the beach.

Tuesday, July 12, 2011

About something.

About a girl.

A little girl, all of three. What did she love ? I am guessing, her mom, maybe Dora, PB&J and mosty all things bright and beautiful.

So a little girl
All of three
Decided one day
to play hide and seek.

She waited and waited
inside the den,
For someone to find her,
Or look for her even.

SOme nights came the moon
Every day the sun
She waited and waited
But from her home came no one.

She cried for her Mother
Tears staining her face,
Tired and hungry
It had been 31 days.

Many months later,
In the forest deep,
A stranger found the little girl,
Curled up and fast asleep.

Many years from now, will any one remember,
that little girl and her fate ?
Who waited and waited
Until it was a few minutes too late.

About a Mother.

How does the little girl's mother sleep ? Does she dream of the child that she brought to life ? Does she think about her when she is awake ? How does it matter what she may or may not be guilty of ? Her child went missing one day and I want to know how that mother sleeps. May be she doesnt. Maybe she lives. Maybe that is punishment enough.

PS: Casey Anthony is acquitted. I dont know if she is guilty. Everyone thinks she is. I just dont understand her. All I want to do is Hug little Caylee because no child deserves her fate.