Rain

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When I see rain , the first thought that comes in my mind is the first day I met my best friend .

If she reads this am sure many memories will flash through her mind. When we met first in UC College Aluva , in Kerala during our interview in the college , it was raining. We both never realized at that time , we would be good friends later on. 

Again after that many times during the 3 years of my college life , every rainy season , we used to enjoy the rain. Our beautiful college had given has many memories  and we will never forget in our life. 

Whenever it was raining , we both used to make some excuses to go out intentionally to get drenched . It was fun. We used to take only one umbrella , and hold each other close. I was the one who never used to bring umbrella.

I remember once I saw my umbrella running away with the wind , while I was just sitting and looking at it wondering what will happen to it, if I don’t go and get it. For that I got enough scolding from home.

In Bangalore when I started to work , it was all different , the rain had a different smell , not like it was in college. In office we all used to love to have ice cream with gulab jamun , during rain. Ice cream do tastes better in rain :).

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First day of my lil Nandu

FIRST-DAY-OF-PRESCHOOLAs usual I was more excited , happy , energetic to take Nandu to her preschool. Like all mothers does , I told her that I will be leaving her in her school , where she will get lots of friends and she can play with many toys . She was listening to me all the time as we were on our way to her school with her dad. 

As soon as we were nearing her school my heart started pounding faster, out of excitement. Many  questions flashed my mind , regarding what will happen if she starts to cry ?  what if she doesn’t  want to go inside?  What will i do if she keeps calling  ” amma ammma ” ? 

Oh those thoughts made me shiver, I didn’t know how to react . As I was told by many other experienced mothers  I should stay calm and let her go in and even if she cries , it will be all for a while. I was prepared by the time we reached the school. We rang the bell and the door opened and her teacher came and greeted all of us.

 Nandu seemed to be excited , but she was holding my hand , I too didn’t want to leave her hand as I was feeling nervous.It was as if  my first day at school , then  her teacher asked her whether Nandu would love to come in and play with other kids inside. 

It was just as quick as a blink of an eye , and Nandu took her hands and left mine and went in to the school and waved us bye . I was like lost , all of a sudden I felt I became lonely . But where my words didn’t express my tears cheated me, it was running down my cheeks and my Nandoos  dad couldn’t stop laughing.

It was all my decision to put her in school , so that she can enjoy and its all me who is crying on the very first day and not her.I had a mixed feeling going on inside me, I just wanted  to run back to the school and hug her , but another feeling me said not to do so. Still out of all these mixed emotions I ran back to school , just to see her and I was happy to see her playing there.

That day for me every minute  was like miles away, I didn’t go home , and was lingering around the place . At last I called up her school after 2 hours  and asked whether I can pick her then. The moment the school door was opened my eyes were searching for my lovely lil angel and she came running  to me and hugged me tightly. 

I am sure every mom must have felt what I had felt. Seriously motherhood is strange.

 Hurray to all Mothers!!

Church

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Churches I just love them.I don’t know how many believe in this thought that whenever you enter a church for the first time you may ask for 3 wishes. Even if its not true I would always do that.

When I was studying in my college myself and bestfriend used  to go there and pray before starting our day. And I love the way of praying by kneeling down before the God.

Our college chapel was beautiful during the Sunday chapel service in the evening.It had a tree on its side and during moonlit nights everything  looked elagant.

I enjoyed the carols , prayers everything.Even the teachers used to give lovely speeches.

As christmas is nearing , I just recollected the christmas I had in my hostel.I got the opportunity to help my frirnds and college staff in decorating the chapel. We got lots of sweets from Santa , we all enjoyed a lot.

Books- my new friends

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I always wanted to start reading again, but don’t think I was a person who liked books a lot. I wanted to cultivate reading  habit , like reading good books.

I didn’t know what to choose , all books looked similar to me.Thanks to my friend who told me about “Alchemist” ,a wonderful story. It not only inspired me to read more but at the same time inspired me to think different.

If anyone asks me during my childhood which was my favorite book I will say “Matilda ” by Roald Dahl. I always remember that story. I loved the child in it and I always wished to be an extraordinary child like “Matilda” . 🙂

If  I say my next favorite then its ” Alchemist” by  Paulo Coelho  , which speaks about a shepherd , who travels to find his Personal Legend. Your Personal Legend “is what you have always wanted to accomplish.

The story is so inspirational , I always suggested my other friends to read it too. I don’t know how they feel after reading it , but I felt the best. I always wanted to do so many things in life , but I was unsure what to choose, all seemed to be best in its own way.

I always wanted to write , I know I may not be the best , but I wish to convey my true feelings through my words.And I chose to write.

People who love me are helping me to achieve what I always wanted. And am thankful for such a loving family and friends.

“when you want something, all the universe conspires in helping you to achieve it.” and my universe is my family and friends.

Maktub !!

“Music gives a soul to the universe, wings to the mind, flight to the imagination and life to everything.” ― Plato

il_fullxfull_2243127651Today morning all of a sudden I felt like listening  to ” Raat kali ek khwab mein aayi ..” , I always loved Kishore Kumar ‘s songs. I remember during my good old college days , myself and my best friend used to go around singing those songs . We both had the same interests , she used to collect those songs for me , and I always treasure it.

The lyrics of old Hindi songs are just superb. Where words doesn’t come out , music helps , tats true.Sometimes when I find it difficult to get words in to my mind.. these songs helps me.Whenever I hear a song , it always has a connection to my life . It reminds me of places , people, incidents and many more.

Music always helped me to study , it helps me to concentrate . I love to dance to  lovely songs . And now I see my lovely lil daughter dancing to music.Its so lovely to see her dance to music and taking a bow after her dance.Music has no ages , anybody who can hear it , just enjoys.

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