Friday, 4 October 2013

To My Daughter.... ( UBC Post 4 )


As I was thinking of what to write for the day, this idea struck me.... to write a poem for my one-and-a-half year old bundle of joy ;-) .
Just a few words that I would like to share with her !!

To My Daughter…..

I was once a naughty child, bathing in the rains
A twinkle in my eyes, mischief in my veins…..
Then a happy girl, with a smiling face,
Who never bothered to think that life is always a race.

As Nature had her way, I blossomed into a woman,
And one day left my home zone , as is the practice, common…
To join another nest, to take up my role as a wife,
Trying my best to melt, into that part of life…

A wife’s role being filled, a mom’s role expected
Drinking in the knowledge, that’s when I’ll be accepted
Societal norms guide our life, escape there is none
Get married, mother a child, a life’s battle is won !

The moment I knew I had you in me,
I could’ve danced around, in joy and glee;
But for the caution the elders placed
To hold you in my arms, my mind raced….

Those days and months you slept in my womb,
I waited in excitement, for you to bloom...
All prayers to God, for your safe arrival
Although, they say, childbirth is a trial…

The day you were born, was my re-birth as well,
Wasn’t I happy? Didn’t my heart swell?
Chubby cheeky tiny, so sweet was my child…
 I looked at you, you opened your eyes and smiled….

Days sped by at a pace so rapid, as you grew up
Soon came the days you played on your knees, as would a lovely pup…
Your days of learning to eat, sleep, walk and talk
Some of them left me tired and drained, as white as a chalk

I’ve been in love with you, ever since I felt your first kick,
I’ve been guided by the faith, you’ll be with me as a brick…
Your laughter is mine, your tears, mine, I see me in you,
A life as your mother is my greatest blessing, you’ve no clue!

A mother’s life is a sacrifice , they say, I feel that’s a common thought
Raising a child is the sweetest battle, we all seem to have fought
Sometimes we get the bouquets, many a time the brickbats
All the while, in the whole exercise, we do don the thinking hats !!

Many years later, you’ll find yourself , in my same shoes….
You’ll still have me by you, to share your doubts and woes,
You’ll be a mother, to kids, who’ll teach you the life of a mother…
That’s when dearie, you’ll understand, that life’s not really such a bother !! :-)



21 comments:

  1. Sreeja, what a lovely poem! the various stage you described right from childhood, passing to womanhood , from daughter to wife to mother in perfect rhyme and rhythm.Keep it up.

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  2. Wow..paachu would swell in happiness when she grows up to read this ...awesome dearie

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    1. yeah yeah Nammu ;) waiting for her to do that :-) Thanks a lot dearie :)

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  3. Wow..paachu would swell in happiness when she grows up to read this ...awesome dearie

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  4. This was so cute and emotional. I am sure, your daughter would be so happy and proud one day, when she reads this.

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    1. Thank you Dhara :) Yup, waiting for her to read this :)

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  5. Great poem Sreeja! Reflects a Mother's love and concern for the daughter. How happy your daughter will feel after she grows up and reads this!!

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    1. Thank you, Usha Ma'm :) I should initiate her into reading by showing her this post :D

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  7. This is so beautiful. A gift from you to your daughter which she will treasure all her life!

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  8. Beautiful emotions have been evoked in your write up. I cherished every word as a woman and a future mother. It does make me realise how much we undergo when life decides to give us a bundle of joy :)

    Richa

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    1. Yes, Richa :) The change is almost cataclysmic, positively though ! :) You'll love it :)

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  9. This is so beautiful :) Your daughter would obviously love reading this! :)

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    1. Thanks for the nice words, Parvathy :)

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