Morning began in usual ways... a busy sort of morning... too busy to look at my kid [sleeping unaware of the world around her], too busy to talk to my hubby [he understands... ]...
usual morning... finishing household stuff, transferring my kiddo to her MASI[ a lady , god sent for my kid] and flying [ driving scooty over 6o is flying, i define as..] on scooty to catch a train of 8.30 - bhilad express.. on the way looking at the atmosphere around i cursed my fate to sent me to job on such a beautiful morning, as sky was full covered by clouds and it pretended like it can rain netime... ohhh... i love rain... specially first rain! on my way , i got so many monsoon songs in my mind!!! n laughed on myself as before someitme i was hurring to catch the train, n now i was wondering "goshh its so beautiful outside, let me enjoy it.... what if i miss train ? i dont want to miss first rain!" ... he he he... unbelivable? strange? --- thats ME...
enjoying the nature.. n waiting for the rain... i reached station on time... but hadnt ne signs of rain.. i guess rain mad eme fool... [sometimes it s fun to be fool also!]... because of my good/bad luck all trains were late, n inplace of an express train[which i prefere ] i gotta go by a MEMU[ dnt ask me fullform, i thin it can be most economical moving unit !].
why i am giving the details?
because... something usually unusual i visualised it train, that s till racing in my mind... i usually travel by ladies compartment.[ though i completelly oppose the idea of women reservation, i love ladies compartment, as i just cant understand whats fun in touching a woman without her will n speciall ywhen she s complete stranger! ... if u have an answer, i m waiting!] .. in my compartment, where getting in/out is a worth gold medal winning task, i got in with the help of my past 4 yrs ecperience without much trouble! all seats were preoccupied, as always, but i m skilled to create my space and i did it in fraction of a minute... [ u can say its DADIGIRI [ female version] of commuters to make space where its almost impossible!]....
trying to comfort myself to sleep my eyes got stuck to one family.. just opposite to me, was sitting a mother, with a daughter [of 6 yrs around] and a son[2 yrs around].... now whats unusual in that????
THE MOTHER WAS HARDLY 21 YEARS OLD.....
i felt numb... my mind started calculating when she must have got married to have two kids of this age? and i got frustrated as, at that age , i was even dumb to understand what wedding means? or how 1 can be mother?[biologivcal process!]
my question is, when at the age of 28, i feel tough to take care of my 6 months baby, and i feel like, perhaps i am immature for being a mother...
what that girl must be feeling? whether she enjoyed the meaning of BEING MOTHER? orwas she aware of what wedding is all about? whether she had any dreams? or before she could dream nething, silly or fasinating , she was dragged to rality!
i dont know ne answer... but what i know is, being a girl, being a mother of a girl i felt pain... pain for some unseen dreams, pain for some unplayed games, pain for some never raised questions, pain for........ list is long....
i can do nothing for her.. or for many girls like her, who are wife or mother before they can be woman!!!
i can just promise myself to make may daughter enjoy her life , each phase eof life completelly... i can just make my surroundings aware to make such promises to thereselves...
can u make this promise ???
usual morning... finishing household stuff, transferring my kiddo to her MASI[ a lady , god sent for my kid] and flying [ driving scooty over 6o is flying, i define as..] on scooty to catch a train of 8.30 - bhilad express.. on the way looking at the atmosphere around i cursed my fate to sent me to job on such a beautiful morning, as sky was full covered by clouds and it pretended like it can rain netime... ohhh... i love rain... specially first rain! on my way , i got so many monsoon songs in my mind!!! n laughed on myself as before someitme i was hurring to catch the train, n now i was wondering "goshh its so beautiful outside, let me enjoy it.... what if i miss train ? i dont want to miss first rain!" ... he he he... unbelivable? strange? --- thats ME...
enjoying the nature.. n waiting for the rain... i reached station on time... but hadnt ne signs of rain.. i guess rain mad eme fool... [sometimes it s fun to be fool also!]... because of my good/bad luck all trains were late, n inplace of an express train[which i prefere ] i gotta go by a MEMU[ dnt ask me fullform, i thin it can be most economical moving unit !].
why i am giving the details?
because... something usually unusual i visualised it train, that s till racing in my mind... i usually travel by ladies compartment.[ though i completelly oppose the idea of women reservation, i love ladies compartment, as i just cant understand whats fun in touching a woman without her will n speciall ywhen she s complete stranger! ... if u have an answer, i m waiting!] .. in my compartment, where getting in/out is a worth gold medal winning task, i got in with the help of my past 4 yrs ecperience without much trouble! all seats were preoccupied, as always, but i m skilled to create my space and i did it in fraction of a minute... [ u can say its DADIGIRI [ female version] of commuters to make space where its almost impossible!]....
trying to comfort myself to sleep my eyes got stuck to one family.. just opposite to me, was sitting a mother, with a daughter [of 6 yrs around] and a son[2 yrs around].... now whats unusual in that????
THE MOTHER WAS HARDLY 21 YEARS OLD.....
i felt numb... my mind started calculating when she must have got married to have two kids of this age? and i got frustrated as, at that age , i was even dumb to understand what wedding means? or how 1 can be mother?[biologivcal process!]
my question is, when at the age of 28, i feel tough to take care of my 6 months baby, and i feel like, perhaps i am immature for being a mother...
what that girl must be feeling? whether she enjoyed the meaning of BEING MOTHER? orwas she aware of what wedding is all about? whether she had any dreams? or before she could dream nething, silly or fasinating , she was dragged to rality!
i dont know ne answer... but what i know is, being a girl, being a mother of a girl i felt pain... pain for some unseen dreams, pain for some unplayed games, pain for some never raised questions, pain for........ list is long....
i can do nothing for her.. or for many girls like her, who are wife or mother before they can be woman!!!
i can just promise myself to make may daughter enjoy her life , each phase eof life completelly... i can just make my surroundings aware to make such promises to thereselves...
can u make this promise ???
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