I was watching my daughter Shubha make wonderful caricatures and preparing masks as part of her play-pretend, all by herself. She was oblivious to the fact that I was watching her at play.It was fun to steal a peek into her world of make-believe.She never ceases to fascinate me, and when she caught me looking, she was all over the moon and I found huge kisses planted on my cheeks..
The joy our little ones bring is profound. You nurture love and watch it grow. It is a treat for our eyes to see our children frolicking around like there's no tomorrow. Sometimes ,I reminisce my time as a child and wonder if I brought that joy too. What I got I want to pass on and someday I hope, my child will be as proud as I am.
Here's a poem written by my friend, another proud mother, that I liked and wish to quote...
The joy our little ones bring is profound. You nurture love and watch it grow. It is a treat for our eyes to see our children frolicking around like there's no tomorrow. Sometimes ,I reminisce my time as a child and wonder if I brought that joy too. What I got I want to pass on and someday I hope, my child will be as proud as I am.
Here's a poem written by my friend, another proud mother, that I liked and wish to quote...
" I'll be your root, so branch out u little one.
the sky is your expanse, reach out to the sun.
spread your sunshine and I'll enjoy your shade.
time goes by but memories dont fade.
I'll hold every falling leaf.
in each a time frozen, happy moments some
and some of grief .
every step u take away,the deeper I'll go,
to the heartbeats resounding of the ones before.
sharing a leaf out of our lives......"
I think that is a beautiful poem!
For a tree to be able to reach out to the skies, it has to be firmly and deeply rooted. The roots may not show, but they are very much responsible for the tree's growth, the fruits they bear and the heights they scale. But the roots have to allow the branches to sway with the wind, enjoy the sunlight and brave the rains. If its leaves are always guarded from the forces of rain, sunshine, thunder and lightning, it will never grow. The harsh forces of nature may sometimes cause the tree to shed some leaves, but it will cause offshoots of new leaves too and make it even more beautiful!!! The roots also have to allow the branches to grow away from them and seek their own space in order for the tree to follow its rightful direction.
It must be more beautiful to watch my little one branch out and spread her branches to reach out to the skies, than be content in the smug knowledge that she is tied down to me. It will be even more beautiful to watch her fly high like a bird towards the stars.(when i let her go?)
Love, in whatever form, is so so beautiful !
They say, in real love you want the other person's good. In romantic or attached love you just want the other person.
The best and true way to love, I guess is to know how much to hold the others' hand and how much to let go. There can perhaps be nothing more beautiful than pure, unattached, unconditional love.
-RajalakshmiIt must be more beautiful to watch my little one branch out and spread her branches to reach out to the skies, than be content in the smug knowledge that she is tied down to me. It will be even more beautiful to watch her fly high like a bird towards the stars.(when i let her go?)
Love, in whatever form, is so so beautiful !
They say, in real love you want the other person's good. In romantic or attached love you just want the other person.
The best and true way to love, I guess is to know how much to hold the others' hand and how much to let go. There can perhaps be nothing more beautiful than pure, unattached, unconditional love.
