My baby ... my little boy stands tall
handsome and charming in a blue uniform
It is his first day at the 'big' school
We walk hand in hand to the bus stop
He walks with a smile
Oh but ...the butterflies in my tummy have been there awhile.
As he steps onto the school bus and waves goodbye...
I fight back my tears of pride.
“Mamma, I will come back”, he says with a final wave
I send up a little prayer and marvel …
when did my little one become so brave!
A rainy monsoon night …suddenly my heart overflowed with love, I became a ‘Ma’ thereof…
That moment …his baby breath against my chest ...I can still recall.
Someone rightly said ... the toughest job of being a mother is letting go…
My little one is spreading his wings and I have to make his wings so strong so that he can fly away…‘only to return’ ...as he tells me. That is true, at least for now - I tell my heart.
Saturday, June 9, 2007
Friday, June 8, 2007
News!
A cyclone hits Oman. I come to know of this from a colleague who is worried about her family living in Muscat. I am surprised and a little irritated with myself for having missed the news during my five-minute scanning of the newspaper.
In the evening I diligently open the tv to watch the news on the cyclone ...but hey what cyclone. The only calamity that seems to have caught the media attention is Tulsi bowing out of the 'Kyunki ....' serial.
I change channels and valiantly try to convince my hubby that a cyclone has really hit Oman and it is not a prank to prevent him from seeing the umpteenth rerun of some cricket match. Surf...surf ... and finally I find the news on one channel.
So much for the 24-hr news channels ...or are we talking only trp and infotainment!
As an average Indian, it is disappointing to see the quality of news decline so much but as a busy woman I am happy that I manage to cover most of the important things during my five minute scan of the newspaper. The only reason I missed the cyclone news was the my newspaper didn't bother to print the news (not yesterday, not today).
I even have an excuse to start seeing the Kyunki serial once again. After all, it is news!
Disclaimer - The Indian media did cover the news two days after the cyclone alert was declared ...and that too after an Indian had died in the disaster. At least my newspaper carried it on the front page unlike the news channels who had more important news on their hands about Amitabh Bachchan and his farmlands.
In the evening I diligently open the tv to watch the news on the cyclone ...but hey what cyclone. The only calamity that seems to have caught the media attention is Tulsi bowing out of the 'Kyunki ....' serial.
I change channels and valiantly try to convince my hubby that a cyclone has really hit Oman and it is not a prank to prevent him from seeing the umpteenth rerun of some cricket match. Surf...surf ... and finally I find the news on one channel.
So much for the 24-hr news channels ...or are we talking only trp and infotainment!
As an average Indian, it is disappointing to see the quality of news decline so much but as a busy woman I am happy that I manage to cover most of the important things during my five minute scan of the newspaper. The only reason I missed the cyclone news was the my newspaper didn't bother to print the news (not yesterday, not today).
I even have an excuse to start seeing the Kyunki serial once again. After all, it is news!
Disclaimer - The Indian media did cover the news two days after the cyclone alert was declared ...and that too after an Indian had died in the disaster. At least my newspaper carried it on the front page unlike the news channels who had more important news on their hands about Amitabh Bachchan and his farmlands.
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