Mar 26, 2009

A memory to cherish

It was 3 in the afternoon; the labor room doors were shut closed. Dharam walked to and fro in apprehension, Sayanthini sat on a chair supporting Janaki amma who was limitlessly worrying. There was tension filled in the environment. Suddenly the labor room doors opened. Everyone’s eyes ran to the door. A nurse came out with a white bundle. “It’s a Girl”, she said. Dharam ran to the nurse to hold his angel. He couldn’t believe his eyes, he recalled her small kicks and jerks he felt on his darling Sandhya’s tummy and now here she is all cuddled up, in his hands. Tears rolled off his eyes; “She is beautiful” He whispered and kissed the baby’s forehead. “Yes she is, Dharam,” replied Janaki amma who was now a grandma. Sayanthini was eager to hold her niece. She carefully held the baby in her arms. Within no time, Sandhya was united to her family; Sandhya and Dharam looked at each other. There was a wordless conversation between their eyes. Suddenly the baby interrupted them with her cry, Dharam laughed at this and to the baby he said “Yes darling, now you will get all our attention”. The rest too laughed to what he said and enjoyed the moment at its fullest.

For You My Dear…….

The instant I acknowledged your existence in me,

I stood there astounded, smiling in glee

Droplets of tears rolled out from my eyes,

I don’t know why at that moment I cried.


Was it the happiness or love that I felt?

Or an emotion for which words would fall less,

Or a sensation about u being in me,

Beautiful was it, which ever the reason be.


Your father, who as well, stood there speechless,

Had a smile on his face and a look of excitement,

Though stronger than me, tears rolled off his eyes,

He too must have had the feelings as mine.


Punching and kicking you created a bond,

An attachment to describe was words beyond,

Our touch and stroke performed as to respond,

A beautiful connection had now been formed.


Time ticked off and bigger you grew,

Your punching and kicking was now stronger too,

The enliven and hearty movements you made,

Showed us how exiting was the feeling you had.


Darling, my dear, we love you so much,

Waiting for the day you will accompany us,

And win our hearts with that charismatic touch,

Eagerly waiting for you so much.


N.B-> This poems was written when i was pregnant. Reading this poem makes me wonder that this little princess of mine was the one who was all kicking in my belly some months ago.It is a speechless feeling.

 
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