Sixteen Years Back.....

Sixteen  years back

It was the same auspicious time of approaching  Deepawali everyone's  favorite  festival  of lights

When one ignores all reasons to crib and fight.

Sixteen  years back

On November  eight 

To make our lives special and great

A delicate light shimmered in our home

To brighten up our lives for years to come.

A fresh flower bloomed in garden of our home

To spread the loveliest fragrance and fumes.

Sixteen years back

It was  the second time when l became mom.

A sweet little fairy ended up in my lap

Who was going to mirror my infancy, my teenage  and my younger self back.

Sixteen  years back 

I feel ashamed to  recall

How feebly l had acted !

And how to the best news of my life l had reacted !

Stung by the scorpion of unknown fear and apprehension 

Bottling up my mind with constant reports about crime against women.

How could l loose my senses and forget  that l was born a girl,

Brought up as a girl,

And was destined to end up a female,

 Though a guarded and protected one.

Why l had dreaded the thought of cradling my blessing a sweet baby  girl.

My life was for sometime as if churning in a strong whirl.

But to kill and bury my fears sweet chiding  from my mom was there,

Who in her own way endowed me with the Goddess Durga's vision.

Queen of Jhansi,

Indira Gandhi,

PT Usha or Kiran Bedi

Who are a testimony that boldly women can excel in each and every  field.

Sixteen  years back

All ears to her first cries 

Her father  was all in cheers.

He danced and with glee jumped

And l wonder would ever that merry making end as it's  going on and on since my little girl was born.

My girl, who is no less than a champ

About whom l with pride accept 

Is not a book worm and can easily each and every  skill learn.

An upcoming  chef

A swimmer and a bike rider.

Who is light on her foot

And can dance on English  numbers.

Who when holds a Mike

Can easily  steal the show.

Poetry, debate or declamation

Everything  she takes up in her own fashion. 

My cute comedian 

Sometimes  l ponder

I or you are my custodian. 

You are our smiles.

You are our sunshine.

Our backbone our pretty spine.

Even if for hours, minutes or seconds  you are away

Not even a leaf in our home can gleefully  sway.

With you around  everything  becomes  static

As Noone at your home without  you can be ecstatic....