Special Someone ...

It takes a special someone to bring out the best in you.

Life has been  one big roller coaster ride and am glad these ups and downs happened. It brought out the strength in an otherwise weak woman. Anyone else would have debilitated under the pressure , I persevered. Now, nothing affects me. I have moved on from an emotional being to one practical person with empathy for the others state of mind.

No one is born bad, it is the circumstances that make us good or bad. It is the inner strength within which decides whether we have overcome the pain , the trials and tribulations to become one above the rest.

It takes a special someone to bring out the best in us.  I had the opportunity to be affected by a lot of special people in my life. Each one gave me an experience to remember, look back upon and learn from.

Today too, I have been touched by the inclusion of a special human being whose presence has made me realize my resilience and am glad to have him with me to share the rest of our lives together.

Hoping for the best , I move forth from the past to a promised bright future.

It really has taken a special someone to bring the best out in me.

Time framed ...

They say, Time is a great healer...
She says, that's true.
With time ...
It all changed...
She was able to get over it all.

She outgrew all that held her back ...
She grew her own wings again...
Soaring once again ...
The Phoenix rose from her ashes.

Once again ...
A bird of Paradise ...
She cooed her existence ...
All the ones gone ...
Forgotten ...
And a new journey began.

The journey of life ...
Always taking her to heights ...
Never traversed but thought of ...
Once again, her adventures began.

She was happy ...
She assigned happiness a role ...
To play in her life ...
An important aspect of her lost personality...
Gained once again.

Once again she has made pacts with fate ...
Framed the time ...
Frozen her feelings ...
A stoic silence on her lips ...
She takes flight ...
Swirling upwards ...
A spiral ...
She flies yet again on her terms.

What does little Birdie say ?

What does little Birdie say,
In his nest each fine day?
Mamma, let me fly away,
Mamma let me fly ...
Mother said to little Birdie ...
Wait a little longer,
Till your wings are little stronger...
Then you fly away.

So, she waits a little longer,
Till her wings are little stronger,
Then, she flies away .

My Son,
My first born,
Is ready for his flight ...
I as a Mother ,
Must let go ...
My Baby has grown ,
Grown into a strapping lad ...
One with a mind of his own...
A strong man ,
He has become...
Not only physically,
but, also mentally and emotionally ...
This Birdie takes flight today ..
A new World of opportunities await my Son...
Go, go on and conquer the World ...
With your wit and wry humour.


A whole new horizon awaits ...
To be discovered ...
Go, my Son ...
Do your mother proud ...
Let her gloat in your glory...
For her silver sunset is made.

Tiny hands ...

The uncompromising love ...
Not yet tinted by the Worldly sins...
The love in the eyes ...
That seek her presence each day ...
To run into her open arms ...
To be with her ...
The love lost ...
Filled void by innocent love ...
The tiny hands ...
Holding her hands ...
The fist encircling her finger...Forming a close bond...
Unmatched by any love ...
Sweet innocent love ...
Unblemished smiles ...
Grinning upon seeing her ...
Her lap filled with love ...
The embrace of purity ...
Nothing else matters ...
But this!

She wouldn't want anything ...
But these moments to go on forever ...
They fill the emptiness in her life ...
With love unparalleled to any other...
She doesn't miss him anymore ...
She has his little ones to love and pamper ...
She has him ...
In them she finds his love for her.

Beginning afresh ...

Looking back upon the past...
They realised what they missed ...
Moments together ...
Moments lost living a false life ...
A life not of their own ...
Together they lived in fantasies ...
Now, a living fantasy of their love ...
Not acknowledging yet ...
Deep within ...
Embracing each other ...
Living out moments of ecstasy.

They were meant to be always ...
So be it ...
They live each moment a time ...
A World unthinkable in mortal times ...
Yet, always together in thoughts ...
Immortalised by their souls.

Beginning afresh, they look no further ...
But, in the moments ...
Being in love ...
They walk past what impedes their foray ...
Into a Life of love and sinful Lust.

The Little ones ...

Tiny fingers encircling hers...
Palms touching her palm...
How can she ignore this love?
How can she ...
Not love them.

His little ones ...
Loving her unconditionally ...
Their ever inquisitive eyes...
Seeking her ...
Darting behind walls ...
Hiding somewhere ...
She can feel them looking for her.

The sweet innocence of those smiles ..
The hugs galore ...
He may have sired them ...
But she feels for them.


She let go of him ...
For they complete her ...
An eternal love of motherhood ...
She smiles benevolently...
In their happiness lies her joy ...
They bring immense pleasure to her being ...
They helped her get over the agony ...
The ecstasy of Motherhood.

The little ones ...
By a stroke of destiny...
A divine intervention ....
For making her happy again.

She trips and trots in their company ...'forgetting her sorrow and loss ...
For what better a gain ...
But, Motherhood once again.

Maleficent ...

Maleficent in every word ...
Truer in the meaning ...
The every embodiment of sacrifice ...
Maleficent in deed.

Loving his as her own ...
Grooming them as her own ...
Not a service she provides ...
But mammoth love she imbibes.

They rush into her arms ..
Sneaking smiles her way ...
Every ounce of her willpower ...
To steer clear goes waste.

She is no evil ...
For her heart is filled with love ...
Compassion beyond her means ...
Loving them as her own.

Nirmohi ...

O Nirmohi,moh na jaane ...
Kaahe ko moh kare ...
Mann re, tu kaahe na dhheer dhharey...

Aptly describes the state of a troubled mind ...
The state of mind in turbulence ...
What with giving up all ..
And walking away ...
Is it so easy?

Nothing comes easy...
Nor it goes easy ....
A strange feeling remains ...
An unfulfilled desire.
Somewhere deep down ...
A scream remains stifled ...
What if ...
It were to be exposed?
What if ...
It remains ...
A treasure like chest , heavy ...
With the secrets...
Heavy with desires.