Dear Mother...
Thursday, 8 October 2009

Dear Mother,

I wish I could tell you how much I love you. Your mere presence in my life is a cause of great joy and happiness. And to have you in flesh and blood, in my own house, is a joy that I can’t express in words. What started off as a one month vacation now comes to an end. The traveler must now return back to her nest, leaving my nest empty and void.

All these days, I tried spend some time with you, but failed miserably, due to so much of work. I don’t know if this work will ever cease, but one day your presence will. And I am so scared every time this thought strikes me. What if I never get anyone who loves me as much as you do? I will surely die if such a situation ever comes. Till the time you are here, I felt safe and protected. Each day I got nice, hot meals and saw fresh flowers bloom in my tiny garden. After you are gone, the house will be so empty and void, mirroring the emptiness in my own heart.

All that will be left are the sweet memories of your coming into my empty heart and apartment and making it look like spring has arrived. Attachment is such a cruel manner of love establishing its roots in a person’s heart. We keep pining for love, and when we do get it, we still keep pining in pain, all because of attachment.

I guess what I am trying to say here is that I know I haven’t been the best daughter to you. But I do know that you have been the best Mother I could possibly get. You have been a role model in almost every way of life and have taught me how patience and perseverance can win over anyone, even though precious years and health are lost in this struggle called marriage. Thank you for feeding me and showering me with so much love. I know you are going back home today, but please do come and visit me again. I will miss you so much.

Maa, in my next birth, will you please choose to be my mother again? I would love to be your daughter and will try my best to not repeat the mistakes I made this time around.

Always praying for your health and happiness,

Love,

Your silly daughter

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posted by Munmun at 6:28 pm | Permalink 3 comments
I closed my eyes
Wednesday, 18 June 2008


I closed my eyes
And thought of a life

A life which I could call my own
A faith I can trust never to desert me
How many more tears to shed before I completely cleanse thy Lotus feet

I closed my eyes
And thought of a love

Where care meets its fruition in love
Where a 'bye' just means a sweet wait
And where dreams were not a distant mirage, but a beautiful reality

I closed my eyes
And thought of a home

A home which would be made warm by children laughing
Where roses would bloom and sunflowers would shine
And God would pour his blessings of comfort and happiness

And I kept my eyes closed...

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posted by Munmun at 7:51 pm | Permalink 8 comments
Ever been in love ?
Thursday, 18 January 2007
Been in love?

Have you ever been in love?

Ever been in love when you didn't have any inhibitions or fear?
When the only fear you ever had was losing the person you loved?

When life seemed ike a ball and every morning you woke up with an indescribable feeling.. that there was someone out there, wanting to meet you as early as posible, to admire your new earrings, the freshness of your face bringing a wave of happiness in his life.

When the only thing you wanted to do all day was to be with this someone special and whisper sweet nothings in his ears, comforting him in those moments he felt he let you down, being with him like the pillar of strength in moments when those muscles paid him no compliment..

Being with him in moments of sadness and happiness, his companion and invaluable friend always.

When his proximity caused your heart beats to increase..
When you would wear something new everyday, to see his admiration for you mirrored in his eyes..
When before praying for anything else to God, you would pray for his health and happiness so that the smile which drew him so close to you would remain the same always..like an indelible mark in the cosmos of your consciousness..

When the only music you heard was the music of togetherness..
When one phone call set you in a dizzy of frenzied activities..
When you wanted to keep him in the safest place in the whole world, in side your heart..
When all you wanted to do was to capture that charming,benevolent smile and keep it framed in your memory forever and ever..

A memory so strong and powerful that your world revolved around that only one truth.

When the imagination of being away from him brought with it a chill, unbearable and the only cure for which was to run to him,no matter what hour of the day, just to see him there, gesticulating and cracking jokes with is pals. Oh! what great relief you felt upon witnessing that scene..
What an irony.. just a few moments what were tears of agony had suddenly changed to tears of happiness..
And you went back singing and dancing like a peacock in monsoon..

What paranoia,what mixed feelings,what emotions,what happiness,what dejection one may feel while in love is truly a bouquet of experiences one must taste..
The blandness of our existence is replaced by the tanginess of our ownemotions, making life more bubbly (much like a sweet lime soda,eh? ;-) )

So.. tell me.. have you been in love like this ?

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posted by Munmun at 5:45 pm | Permalink 10 comments
Bare truths
Monday, 27 November 2006

The demure girl sat basking in the afternoon sun, gazing at the long stretch of corn field lazily spread across the Earth. Hopping nearby were a pair of parrots engaged in a friendly banter. And above them all spread the clear, azure October sky. It was a serene scene sculpted out by Nature's own hands.
Suddenly the calm was disturbed.

The girl ran inside the farm. The parrots sqeaked and flew away, no longer agreeing with one another. The sky was overshadowed by dark clouds. Smoke rose from the distant north and was whirlpooling towards them in a cloud of smoke and dust.

I took only two minutes for the canvas to be destroyed.
The parrots dropped dead, asphyxiated. The girl frozen with horror, saw her skin catching fire and peeling off. Strangely she did not feel any sensation. She saw her bare bones and blood all around and fainted. Never to wake up again.

It took only two minutes for the colours to change from green and blue to a horrific black.

Often I wonder, has war helped anyone?

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