Hola...
I know it's belated but Happy Mother's Day to all mothers worldwide. I hope you all made to feel how much we all need our mothers irrespective of time and age. Even though mothers work tirelessly everyday day and one single day of appreciation is never enough to acknowledge her worth yet one of special hug and love will be equally appreciated by all mothers.
There is an aunt in my family who could never give birth. Going back to the days when we grew up adoption was neither easy nor a very welcoming decision in the family. The society was and is still to an extent is stern and patriarchal where women are confounded for being unable to give birth. The process of adoption is still long-winded even though the idea is still conceivable. Now this aunt had to bear taunts from all walks of life for not giving birth. Even though as couple they wanted to adopt a child but owing to the tedious process and less support from their families they dropped the idea. We always say her happy but but deep down in her heart she always carried that burden with her. This aunt of ours always appreciated children so after a few years she offered to teach children which killed her monotony and developed as a profession. With years she threw herself in the company of books and children around her. She used to make snacks on occasions especially whenever she would learn that it was someones birthday. The love of those children was her soul food.
This is just one aunt I know because I have seen her but there are perhaps thousands of women worldwide who yearn to be a mother someday. Multiple doctor visits, tests, treatments just for one blessing. Well some dreams and prayers are accepted while the others have still securely hold on to their hopes.
A mother's life is always full of struggles and surprises. From the moment she becomes aware that a tiny human being is attached to her uterus she build her world which is nothing but love. The pain of giving birth, the joy of holding and the sheer joy of seeing them grow is nothing short of a magical experience.
On a different side there are mothers who may not have felt the pain, watch their bellies grow or felt the fluttering kicks yet their hearts are full of love for the children whom they have adopted or take care of them through various organizations. They are mothers in every form because they too speak the language of love.
Every day is Mother's Day if you acknowledge your mother. She is the epitome of selfless love and our existence. Love and respect your mother for you will never get another.
Tuesday, May 14, 2019
Monday, May 6, 2019
Tiffin Tales 101
Hola...
I hope you all are doing amidst all the weather conditions. It's been pouring here and last week it was quite damp. The sun visited us on the weekend but I think the rains have been directed for this week too.
The rains made me super lazy to do anything or go out. The dark clouds seemed heavy on the hearts too. Keeping oneself happy and occupied at the same time in this weather is challenging.
The only stimulant I find these weather is reading and watching Netflix. I try to absorb myself to escape from the antagonism of life. Life can at times burden us with so many emotions. I get overwhelmed with both happiness and sorrow at times that I need to carve out space to equalize them in my mind and heart. Often I find myself ruminating about the past but hastily come back to present world. The escapades are my way of finding the lost happiness in memories and the times gone by. The present is always a struggle mixed with anxiety about the future. This cloudy morning started with a wish to see my children growing up. I want them to grow but not at neck break speed. I want them to learn and explore but without ignoring me. My customized wishes cannot be actualized but again I realized that I am thinking too much about the future.
Okay, I thing I am getting a bit philosophical here. This morning I made chickpea rice for lunch box. The snack box had strawberries, some apple slices and a small piece of muffin.
I will continue a bit exploring on my escapades and perhaps will try to share if I can play with the words. As of now my oven is beeping and I need to rush. I will share my cake with you all...
I hope you all are doing amidst all the weather conditions. It's been pouring here and last week it was quite damp. The sun visited us on the weekend but I think the rains have been directed for this week too.
The rains made me super lazy to do anything or go out. The dark clouds seemed heavy on the hearts too. Keeping oneself happy and occupied at the same time in this weather is challenging.
The only stimulant I find these weather is reading and watching Netflix. I try to absorb myself to escape from the antagonism of life. Life can at times burden us with so many emotions. I get overwhelmed with both happiness and sorrow at times that I need to carve out space to equalize them in my mind and heart. Often I find myself ruminating about the past but hastily come back to present world. The escapades are my way of finding the lost happiness in memories and the times gone by. The present is always a struggle mixed with anxiety about the future. This cloudy morning started with a wish to see my children growing up. I want them to grow but not at neck break speed. I want them to learn and explore but without ignoring me. My customized wishes cannot be actualized but again I realized that I am thinking too much about the future.
Okay, I thing I am getting a bit philosophical here. This morning I made chickpea rice for lunch box. The snack box had strawberries, some apple slices and a small piece of muffin.
I will continue a bit exploring on my escapades and perhaps will try to share if I can play with the words. As of now my oven is beeping and I need to rush. I will share my cake with you all...
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