Dad and his lovely princess


There  is a special bond between a Dad and their daughters.He treats her as princess , and she treats him as a hero ,though many don’t show their love , a father loves their kids the most.

A mother expresses every bit of love , but a father does not, it doesn’t mean that they don’t love . Their hearts are filled with love , all day and night they are busy taking care of everything to give the  family happiness and protection.

I noticed how much my lil darling loves her dad, recently when we were on vacation. The moment she notices that her dad is not near by , she keeps on asking for him  , ” Where is dad ?” , ” why is he not here ? ” . She would not step into the hotel , without seeing him. Even I could see , how happy her dad was to see her concern for him.

The protection she feels from  him  , cannot be given by anyone else in the whole world. His arms are like , walls guarding her from all evils around. When I see them both playing together , or when he is giving her food , or making her bath, I feel a special kind of happiness in her.

I have noticed many kids , who love to be around their dad, its something special. It’s not like when their mom , does for them, they take it in a different way. Kids love to imitate their parents , and I always loved to see Nandu imitating me and her dad.

My dad , used to come and check over me at night , whenever I was not well . He could never sleep , when I was unwell. It’s the same now also , even though am a kid’s mother. He keeps on calling me , every time just to hear that am fine.

Looking at my husband , doing whatever our lil princess asks for is so lovely . When he gets tired of playing with her, she gives him a sweet kiss and again he starts to play with her , or deviate her from what she wants him to do. The best game he like to play with her is , by lying on the bed , and she keeps on jumping over him and rolling over him and both of them enjoys it very well.


Every kid is different and beautiful in their own way


All kids are loved by their parent , even if they are fair, dark, slow , fast, talkative, silent. If we love with our heart , we never notice such differences. Differences are seen by those , who are  only looking for faults and those who want to show they are better.

People generally have the tendency to compare kids with one another. That is the worst practice I have ever seen. Don’t they ever think , that the way they express their thoughts  make the parents feel bad.

Let the kids grow on their own pace, every one are born to be different , not same. Can anyone have similar interests and similar tastes in the world, some or the other way everyone differs from one another. Its time every one realise it.

The thought of showing themselves and their own kids more beautiful and excellent , all  feel like belittling others . Outer Beauty never stays forever , any small thing can spoil it , the inner beauty remains forever.

little surprises …


While I was in kitchen , I heard nandu playing with my mobile , she was around 10 months old then.I couldn’t concentrate in my household work, so I kept checking what she was doing. She keeps on crawling around the house , funny thing was she used to crawl like spiderman :), yes I meant what I said, truly like spiderman.She used to move around , without her knees touching the ground , so it was exactly like the spiderman climbing the building.

Usually, she unlocks my mobile and make calls , I was worried , so i thought its better to keep my mobile away from her  and I took it from her and kept it on the bed . At that time bed was a good option , because Nandu never climbed onto bed, she never knew about it.

Again I returned to the kitchen busy cooking . Even though I will be in kitchen , my ears are always alert ,listening to what nandu is doing.I noticed that suddenly everything was silent, usually when she moved around I can hear her anklets.

I came running from the kitchen , and to my surprise , what I saw , made me stand  agape. I saw my lil sweetheart , on the bed playing with my mobile. I didn’t know what to react ,I stood there with a smile , and she looked at me smiling , showing me the phone and smiling showing her two little teeth.

For a second , many thoughts flashed my mind , how did she do it, if she had fallen down and many more.But another second , looking at her smiling face , which was speaking more than words.Its so adorable to see her do all these naughty things.

She surprises me every time making me love her more and more.

Every parent will have such beautiful memories , which will never fade from their minds. 

Everyone requires someone to talk to…




 At times  in our life , we require someone to talk to , share something with someone , it can be a friend , family or anyone. And at such situation everyone gets landed up with someone ,whom they never thought about or , they must have avoided to talk to many times .

Its a natural behavior , everyone avoid people , who love to talk to them and when time comes , only those who were avoided will be there welcoming you wholeheartedly ,without even showing a grudge .They are the people , whom everyone should treasure.

All can’t solve everyone’s problem , but everyone require someone to talk to. Listening is a humble blessing ,and many does not  posses it.  As we all talk to someone who listens to us , our problems are lessened . 

Have you ever noticed , kids fighting with each other and then complaining  about one another to their parents. What do you see after that , once the parents listen to their complaints , the kids just get back to playing with  each other. No grownups can do it. Some problems do not get solved just because of lack of communication.

Problems when shared with friends , even though they can’t solve them , we feel , that at least there is someone with us. That feeling helps in solving the problems as it builds up self-confidence .

Never avoid someone , who always wish for our friendship and not any benefits.When we listen to someone , we are communicating with their inner feeling , their emotions , and that can be seen on their face and eyes, which can never lie.

Listening to someone is the most sincere form of respect .

Temples – a sacred place




Whenever am in my native place , I love to go to the temples located near by our house . Getting up early in the morning and having a fresh bath , off we , myself and my mom , go to the temple. It gives a fresh start to the day. 

We talk a lot many things and walk and I always enjoyed going around with her. She tells me all about the place , or people, or anything about her good old days . We go to four temples in the nearby areas , one where Goddess  Devi  is worshiped, then Lord Shiva, Lorn Krishna and finally Lord Ayyappa. 

There were regular people who we used to see , early in the morning , including my relatives and my mom’s teacher, friends and even my friends. Temple is  always kept neat and clean. I always loved to go to Goddess Devi ‘s temple , I always had a notion that when ever am offered white flowers after the puja , I feel that my wishes will be granted. This white flower  idea cmae to me , when I was studying in my school , where we had a story by R.K.Narayan , ‘The White Flower’ ,which speaks about a story , where the hero’s fate is decided by a flower.

The decoration in Lord Krishna , temple is always overwhelming. Whenever we enter the temple , its always a breathtaking view to see Lord Krishna’s idol , when anointed with sandal paste , and  garlands ,with all the lamps lighted . 

In lord Shiva temple , during the festival season , the place is decorated and many small shops are opened , where vendors come for selling , beautiful bangles, chains and balloons. Elephants   caparisoned and carrying multicolored umbrellas   and peacock quill decorated fans  and with thayambaka, which is worth listening to. 

I miss all these , whenever am away from my native place , the early morning  walk to the temples , is so refreshing. I always enjoyed the way , I have seen the sun rays , peeps from the roof tops of Lord Shiva temple , its like its playing hide and seek. The fresh smell of flowers , sandal wood .

The peaceful and sacred place , gives a positive energy into me , which helps me feel better and think better .Listening to the chanting mantras , feeling the earth beneath me , I feel blessed.

I never wanted to miss such fabulous views around me.


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