cookies!

My daughter turned 29today.Coming back from outing she brought me a new brand of cookies.This reminded me of her growing period.even when she was four she would not eat any cookies.I wanted to try on all types available.Every evening I would bring with me a new cooky.No she would not.May be she was five when she started eating cookies.I was very happy.I tried to get her all varieties available.When I was a little one I loved to eat them.I had decided to eat a lot of them when I grow up.Today as she handed me the latest brand"CHYAVANA PRASH COOKIES" I looked in to her eyes.She looked beautiful in her casual wear.I wanted her day to add her this joy.I thank my guardian angel for giving me what I wished for.Livelong,my child.Live in joy and spill it.

Dhanurmasam!

I recall.Dhanurmasam pooja was happening way back from1966.Amma was the only one bothered abut it.She would keep the prasadam for us children.we used totakeit,rather I,as if favouring amma. I was expecting my baby to be born on15th January 1983.In 1982,December when I visited Ramamandira,in Jayanagar,Mysore.I read a notification which saidThiruppavai pravachanam would begin from 24th Dec.I decided I should attend the programme.But the design of detiny was different.The morning of 24th gave me indication of my child's arrival,and she arrived at 430pm on 24th.I totally forgot about Dhanurmasam and Andal.
In the following years I must have learnt a little by little.I was repeatedly drawn to it for the universal message it carries.Incidentally,this year my daughter has decided to indulge in RANDOM ACTS OF KINDNESS in the memory of my mom.She does not know the thiruppavai invokes people to charitable work.May be for the past 20 years we have been consciously celebrating the Dhanurmasam,with amma reciting the thiruppavai with us. Me and my husband.This year she is with Andal to listen to our recital.I missed her badly.amma sukhavagiru.

creative!

My little angel,15months old was starting his lunch.He on his high chair sits like a king.Unlike many kids, he is happy in his food time.I decided to serve his vegetables in a recognizable shape with out mashing them into pulp.The vegetable was radish,cut in round shape.When it was served on his plate he tarted taking them in bits,and called them "chandamama"that was a great way.The fact he was comparing made me marvel at his ability.
That reminded me of the day I served his mom radish first.She called them plates.

A guest!

Deena recalled the events of the day.Her daughter,embodiment of goodness, followed some of her intructions,by overlooking them.Margashira Poornima is an aupicious a day.The Day is also called VIHNUDEEPA DAY.If we light the lamp,offer naivedya,and show our devotion to the unseen,but all pervading power,we are supposed to find joy in life.This instruction she hadnot followed,may be for lack of time or conviction.
The evening brought a guest to her daughter.A guest,always represents God.She thought of making some sweet for the guest.Deena happened to enter her house when the sweet was inder preparation.Deena insisted the dish offered to God and served.Thus,the guest,God himself came home to receive her service.

ways of God!

He spoke in a casual way," Your father's birth day falls on 2nd". Her mind made a tour.
If my father's birth day is on 2nd,daughter's must be on 3rd.3rd she knew was a Saturday.
She decided her mind," let me arrange a pooja for her health and happiness" she made arrangements accordingly. When she returned from the temple after planning for a pooja at home she heard the calender being read out before the Pooja,the star was different and she knew her daughter's star was another day.When she talked about it to her husband he said,"it s Jan 2nd,your father'sbirth day".Thus God got a pooja arranged on 3rd December.The blessing reached her daughter and she wa sure,she would enjoy heath and happiness."God bless you my child.Be a precious person for all"Said she in herself.

Breath taking!

Beautiful!
Beautiful evening
The sky did paint a picture
A picture that had meanings many
Brightest gold yellow
Bordered the darkest black
The picture was green still
Brightest two faces added on
A second I took to see the couple
They appeared drenched in love
Oh! I thought the sky had the same equation!

Margahira!

Margashira the month is auspicious as Krihna says he is margasshira among months.

Chandra too relished the month as her only daughter arrived in that month.3rd of December comes Revathi the star.Her mind is full of thoughts. She wants the day to bring sweet time to her daughter."Can I do something" thought she.She knew she could do very little.She decided to plan a pooja and offer nice naivedyam,and that when the bhakthas relish will reach her daughter in making her day sweet.

sweet!

Babes take naps! Moms spend a lot of energy rocking,singing,reading!Today my angel gave me a

sweet surprise.After his food,I left him with his bottle of juice and went to wash his cups.When I

come back I see him asleep,finishing his drink.No patty,patty,no songs.no rocking.I recalled what I

had heard," a healthy,and secure babe is self reliant.May this is what it means.

I said to myself," sweet dreams my babe.dream of Krishna,and his anklets sounds"

Magic!

Suneethi wondered over the term magic.If a day slides smooth with the fragrance of satisfaction is itelf a magic she thought.The thought brought before her the the day that just joined the space heralding a new day.She had thought going to Mysore ,attending the wedding preliminaries and getting back the same evening would be fine.That would leave space to pitch in help if needed.
The proposal when put with her man saw a total acceptance.That was the first time such ready acceptance was experienced.They had engaged a cab.started early.The morning was wet and cold.The drive was warm.They could reach the bank by 9 30.Finished their work.Visited a friend who had just turned 80.The friendship was of 40 odd year old.She could the the impact of aging.
Though the friend was happy to receive her, she couldnot sit with ease and calm to enjoy a few minutes of tettete.She seemed to be in a hurry to offer something and pack the person off. An unusual hurry.Her man 82 appeared alittle impatient with her.She appeared to be forgetting persons. Suneethi recalled her friend in the past.Very alert,full of life and designs for the days to come.Very knowledgeable and good at writing.great reader! All looked fading.I this all? asked herself. Only today is ours.Tomorrow whats in store,only time shows thought she as she took leave.Evening she attended the wedding prelimnaries of her student.More than 10years they had seen each other.The bride grroom was over joyed see his mentor.Suneethi remembered her positive contribution in shaping his self esteem.The boy repeatedly said he was happy and touched her feet.Oh! What a gesture! Her eyes were wet with tears of joy.She thanked her man for making the attendance possible.She chewed on the frills of joy till she fell asleep.

A Beautiful Day!

Deena stood staring at the bounty nature offered to enthrall the onlookers.The mind journeyed backwards and forwards to show her life has been equally great! Thirty six years ago the same day she had opened a grand chapter of her life by taking a wow to walk with him all her life sharing the life all its ups and downs.The years have rolled so fast,it was difficult to visualize 36years.
The morning of 21st 2011.to stand and stare at the priceless picture of nature,she had to thank her daughter and son-in-law.Yes,it should go on record that providence had deigned the programme in such a way that her daughter also entered wedlock on the 21st day November.
The youngsters thought of roping in parents both the side to go out and spend a day.Spend a day away from the din and noise of the city.she thought it must have been the first time in the history,that the parents went out with the youngsters to be with the children on the wedding day.The thought itself is beautiful,execution great,shared time in the idylic place invaluable.
may the children cherish the day together countless years,may they enjoy their thirty sixth year with ABHYUDAYAS!

My angel is 15month old.He is familiar with RAGHUPATHI RAGHAVA...RAM,The other day me and my man were talking about Ram, my brother -in-law.His brother is Ramu.He was not clear about what i said,so we had to repeat the word Ram.The babe was watching our talk saw some confusion and caught the word Ram started clapping his hand as for Raghupathi,as if he was helping to clear our confusion!

The same evening the news was on TV.The news about Karnataka,twice the reader repeated SRIRAMULU, the babe state clapping to tell us he was following the news!

Grapesgreen!

The doorbell rang.when Beena opened what she saw surprised her.Her daughter with green grapes,she said," ma,for curds rice".she recalled the events,two days back she had a dream of visiting Hanuman temple and did not get the prasadam of curds rice. This made Beena decide to offer the prasadam. The morning she had made arrangement.In the evening she had thought greengrapes would have gone well,she couldnot go and get it.The thought remained at that.The thought has reached her daughter and got itself materialized.This is the Nth time her desire found itself a reality.She could recall once when a mere girl sitting lazily thought of a sweet,(mysorepak)
Most unexpected guest arrived bringing it.Another time as she was staring at the sky she wished she could see a brahminic kite, it appeared.May be this power can be cultivated!
Whatever , Punya of the pooja will surely go to the daughter !

DarkFantasy!

Is not the name powerful?As Deepa stood ordering the items in ashop thought,as a pocket of Darkfantasy was displayed on the counter.The name took her out awhile.She thought the life is a dark fantasy.You donot know what is in store.At times the life offers more colourful things then you have planned and at times takes away the simplest thing like expectation of first greeting of the day.Mind itself adarkfantasy.What transpires inside and how is what no one knows.One thing is sure if you are offering a soft word to a neeedy,a cup of drink to a thirsty is the work of the unknown power that keeps you humane.She remembered planning a trip to Guruvayur.when she brought out her desire her man spoke of the rush in the temple.This made her wonder if Krishna has a plan different.She gave up her plan and asked Krishna to plan and get her over there.Believe
it or not exactly a month later she was visiting the temple with a grand arrange ment,thanks to her man! So thinking Deepa reached home only to receive agreater surprise.Her daughter was waiting with a pack of DARKFANTASY!

Energy!

Aditi sat down,looked up at the clock,it was 9 30 am.Wow! she thought.She just counted on the jobs she had finished.Unbelievable! woke at 5 15am. after the brushing switched on the TV,Asianet,UDITCHAITANYA'S Pravachan,commercial break readied water for bath,when back from filling was served hot coffee,the latest luxury.Next commercial break,finished bath.switched on Star vijay,for the serial Alwar,in the break offered flowers to amma,anna,Bhaba.Next break readied vegitales for the babe.In the last lap of Alwar,the babe arrived.6.45.Her man got the milk ready while th babe was readied for milk.When babe took the bottle,her took care and she kept the cooker and left for walk.On return, she readied the vegetales and dal for the day,Got the cherry readied for the babe,prepared Uppama for breakfast.Her man left for shopping while she fed the babe with breakfast.After the breakfast the babe sleptand it was just 9.She wondered at the amount of work done and she recalled reading,"we have endless energy,when you want to do with love the energy unleashes itself"The day continued to give surprises.Her daughter joined hands to attend to babe's work.The day gave a lot space for her and unlimited energy.She spoke thanks to her guardian angel.This also she had read,each has a guardian angel who helps if asked.

Revathi!

Chandra was thinking.When u r thinking,what thoughts come is what you cannot fortell.She thought of the calender reading of the previous day.She recalled it was governed by the star Poorvabadra.So,she thought the day was governed by Revathi.wow,Revathi is the star of her daughter.Will there be something nice for her?She thought.Her thought coincided with the ring of the bell.The door heralded her daughter ,who lived next door.She said," ma,I try to work from home,if it clicks".Chandra thought in her self," go ahead,good luck.Revathi rules your Day".Her wish came true.Millions work from home.But for Chandra it was the first time her daughter worked from home.She was thrilled.What more a mom wants other than a comfortable stay for her child!

shravana,was the star!

My little angel makes many sounds.He watches his thata at pooja,and can mime important steps of pooja.Yestrday while the pooja was in progress the calendar was read out.when I heard SHRAVANA,I remembered SHAILA,its her star,and month.I prayed for her.And I remembered I should tell her that she shares her star with the Lord Srinivasa.So thinking I sat down near my angel,who was trying to move around.As I sat down i uttered Narayana,a habit.As I uttered the little one repeated.Inhs beautiful voice,"NARAYAANA" iT FILLED ME WITH JOY.I am sure it indicates he will thrive."God bless this little one" I prayed.

Growth!

Sagari walked thinking deeply on what she had heard.She had gone to listen to a Pravachana.The essence was to be aware of the difference between the body and self.
Self recides in the body but independent.The self is the master.when we can remember "Iam not the body" we face less dilemma.No comment will hurt,no behavior pains. If we can think of AATMA, as the doer and work from that source we find peace of mind.Our actions should help us to carry on day to day affairs. we need to reflect The Paramatma in our actions and talk. we need to remember we r not reponsible for anybody.Each behaves the way one thinks.This thinking has to be refined.As she thought over things life appeared in a new light.heart became light,steps were firm,Eyes felt sharper and face felt less regid.

Body!

Chetana ,keerthi were friends for along time.chetana would share her thoughts with keerthi.Keerthi a good listner.Keerthi recalled her latest talk with Chetana.It was about her mother.Her mother used to tell her how she should think of her body.She must think of it an abode of God.Bathing is a service to God and having food with out bathing is dishonouring God.Eating food is service to God. One should eat fresh,good food as it is an offering to God.Beauty does not live in figure but in thoughts associated with the body.When a fat peron remembers that God does live in it hardly matters.Nothing wrong in number.Only reverence matters.Keerthi liked it and kept thinking of it.

What draws?

The little one was asleep.A soft rendering of GAYATRYASTOTTARAM

was going on the TV.On waking to the rendering the little toddler

the tune and crawled up to the TV andstopped. What has drawn the little one?

We stood stupified and mymind recollected the annecdoteThat

Madura kavi alwazr was drawn to Nammalwazr by a spark of light

and that he stopped only when the spark disappeared

power of wish!

Chethana was busy finishing her cooking.The door bell rang.She opened to receive her daughter and grand child.She looked at the clock it was ten.
Her mind rewound the dialogue with her man at 830.
chetana: If only the babe sleeps for half an hour more my cooking will be done.
Her man; when speak it out your krishna will do it.You need to spell out your need.

Gaurdian angel?

Laxmi was busy beginning the day's work.Her mind was preoccupied with the happenings of the day before.She needed to have anap for 10minutes.
She couldnot.She did not want the baby to play with the music system.
The babe could have been engaged in many ways.That was not to be.
The night she could not sleep and at 3 threw up.She could not understand
the reason.She was not in the active mode.She wished she could cancel
making breakfast.That meant she telling her son-in-law to have it outside.
some how her mind refused to accept it. she planned to make chappathies.
At that time the door bellrang.whenshe opened she sawher son-in-law.
He said," aunty,I am leaving early and will have my breakfast outside"

universe!

There are as many universe
as number of people.
Transctions go on in as many.
No two world can become one.
Each is unique.
when you go parallel,you live
when try to conquer,
you perish.
leave alltransctions to the world
you live in joy.
Thats harmony.

Sharanagathi

Bhargava was frying a seed of amango.His friend came along ,stood watching.

He could not understand what Bhargava was doing.A talk ensued,

Bhargava: Hi,achyuta,come sit down.I will be free in a while.

Achyuta: Why are you roasting a mango seed? Of what use will it be of?

Bhargava: see I had visited a relative .They have a mango tree.The fruit tasted fine.

I said that I wated to have atree of that particular variety.My uncle said That I can grow

that tree with the seed I had in my hand,but it should be dried in the Sun for few days.

since I cannot wait for a few days

Iam roasting it.

Achyutha : what? roasting will take the source of life.It can never grow.

Bhargava: True.I never thought of it.

May be thats what is sharanagathi.

our ego gets roasted in Gnanagni. we will stay above forever.

Thanks,Achyuta.I can see it all.

flowers!

She said,"soebody is at the door"
when I saw,a lady with pots and flowered plants
My sister thought she should send it
it meant heaven for me
Loveliness filled my heart
It seems to say,loveliness is all
may your word and action be lovely
The receiver gets joy
spill joy like me
The joy left me feeling light
soaring to the height

precious!

The day's hard work brought you home

Near seven when you came in

another hour your kid took

when your man came you were busy

getting the dinner ready.

wouldnot it be nice to sit down and talk

any dinner would be tasty

Every minute got for each to hold hands

sit and tell sweetnothings

Is far better than lovely dinner,sweat,loudtalk

may be we need to know what matters most

when babe sleeps sit down to freeze the time

surprise!

My angel just thirteen

was putting his dress of green

was singing asong making it while humming

It went thus,"amma bangaru
appa bangaru
papa,papa bangaru'
he came out with aquestion
Tata?

Amazing!

My angel is 13month old.He sleeps with my narration of stories.
The stories are of a dog, a cat,a crow.
Recently I added a cow.Naturally it goes with the sounds they make.
The other day was putting him to sleep,he slept before I came to the cow.Sow I stopped.In sleep he reminded me by aying"amba"

He can relate the letter L' with a leaf,by identifying the colour.

He can recall the story by telling "AMBA" for the question," what follows Lord krishna.

shravana shanivara!

The days have become very hectic.Not much time to think of certain tradition and cutoms.
I heard him say the last Saturday of shravana is this one.He meant I should plan special offering
to lord Srinivasa,thats called " thambittu" I decided I should do it and got a mail from shaila to say Pooja is fine.She was worried about her as well we her sisters.Istarted with all enthusiasm.It meant a lttle more work and I was hard pressed for time.It came out well.The pooja started and the door bell rang.When I opened what I saw filled me with Joy.Lord Srinivasa had come to take alms!

illusion!

He thought!

I want to please these earthlings

let me give good sunshine

The sun shone

He heard oh,I cann't bear the heat

He changed the heat to shower

He heard,How can I do my work,I cannot go out

My child cannot play

Chill came instead

more voices heard

oh,cold,cold!

He learnt,one cannot pleae these

let them be!

music in my angel!

Do babes enjoy music?
Do they get lost?
Yes,as much an adult.
my angel,just one
Did not respond for questions
we made all attempts
when we turned the music off
He heard what we were telling.

The smile!

smile!
Can smile refelect the world?
Yes.
How do u know it?
U are lost in it.
What does that mean?
Nothing exists!
meaning?
You knowonly the sweet aura
left with you
you do not know others are around
Thats my angel
He smiles to say
you lived for this!

AMUSING!

He is one.

He loves to learn

His learning leaves all stupified.

I was feeding him Dose

Had left some pieces on his plate

I wanted him pick and eat

He picked one right

wanted to feed his pati instead

she opened her mouth he put that in

happily munched on it

He demanded the piece back

Nothing else he would take

cried hard for the loss.

My angel is ONE!

My angel eleven.

Eleven is my angel,
He makes us feel we are in heaven.
He cries loud and bad,
shows all that he knows to make us smile.
He climbs uplike a spider man,
Claps for himself unmindful of his falling.
we had his aunts,patis and kollupati visit him
He sure received their blessings
He makes sounds to communicate
we need to be educated.
He is all fun
He is all brain
He sure is a rare kid.

Angelic!

My angel turned ten.
many did come to bless
Goddess laxmi seemed to say
I bless the babe
may his life be vast like the blue sky
may it be gentle as blue
we got sweets to give us pleasure
sure he is lucky and is gaurded
Joy is mine,as he gets hisblessings.
The day had an angelic aura!

my angel!

view of chitrakoot!

smile!

He had fever!

Fever for the first time.

My angel!fever!

So sad!but hhe played!

He seemed to say,No,not an angel,

I can fall ill too.smiled!

The smile unique,there on his face

was intact. to say angel mine,fair and sure!

My angel!

My angel turned nine today.
So fast the days passed I cannt say.
Do I know what he did before a month?
He did what he is doing I wud say.
Is that all? Nay
He did something so angelic this day
we both busy playing with a box of steel
He made it go round and round
when I made it ,it gave a sound
He liked not the sound
came crawling on to the lap
when I said,' Krishnanada....."
when I came to the fourth line
The dame sleep had carried him away!

Raghava.

Champa was lost in thought.She recalled her darling telling," ma,u must come for dinner.u mut come to help prepare it," More she thought more smiles escaped her.She knew her child is missing her before she left on her proposed trip.Her daughter will not tell she would miss her.But these words do tell.Champa wanted to tell her,' listen child,dinner or no dinner,u r my love and joy.Just relax.I will take care.I will come and get the dinner ready for u and ur man.No.Could not.No time
to talk and listen.she regreted planning atrip.But she was aware things happen,as destiny wants it.
It was a call from SriRama.Her son-in-law who carried his name supported the trip.She was sure the trip would enrich her spiritually.Suddenly the thought Rama would take care of her child's home,made her fell happyand he went about the routine as though nothing had happened.

UGADI UNIQUE-2

Tanu annonced that she would prepare the festival lunch and they should join.They meant Manola,her man and her mother.Yes,she had the previlege of being with three generations.The annoncement came as asurprise.preparing a feast is not easy and the prescribed lunch, 'OBBATU'
not at all easy.She tried to discourage her daughter, but her mother said," Its ok.let her do.She will learn' . Thats her mother.Tanu gave strict instructions not to prepare anything and to go when the call is given.
By 2pm the call came.When Manola went she could see her daughter sweating.She wa struggling.Her grandmother was with her to guide.The table was set.Tanu said," ma.you three it down for food I'll take care of the babe." It felt good to see her acting with the responsibility.It was a moment of pride her child had come along way to prepare,offer and supervise while he herself hungry.The food was delicious.OBBATTU,MAVINAKAYIANNA,PAYAsAM.The payasam tasted very delicious.Sure next new year's day she would plan better and struggle less.
She wished her life would be as delicious and had her lunch when her daughter was hungry.

UGADI,UNIQUE.

Manola sat on the sofa watching the Sunrise of the new year.The sight caught her breath.It was unique,at least she thought so.The horizon was getting gently reddened and the red colour was getting mixed with gold the east was getting a new facelift.Lovely is an undertatement.In notime the red glowing ball appeared as though a ball was balancing on the tip of the edge.
She thought any work we do should add glow like this to the environment.Her thoughts were dirupted by the door bell.Her daughter who lived a few floors above appeared with her 8months old babe.Manola thought a smile added generously would make her daughter a beauty.This thought brought a smile onto Manola as she stretched her arms to take the babe.Wow,the babe smiled to light the house.She thought this smile was a unique as the Sunrise, and we adults do not know how to add on to the environment but we talk about it.

water!

Ice blocks,
Ice cubes,
Ice in all shapes and colours
floated on the water
water spread wide and deep
The block mocked at the mall cube
The big cube the small one
Each thought its superior,better and powerful
Twater gently kept flowing,
It seemed to say
will u b with out me!

mahanubhava!

Pawan stood in his balcony drying the nappies washed,it was 6a.m. Day was tender,breeze cool,his lady was getting drowned in the upanyasam on T,V.
The first day of spring, no storm was anticipated.sudden gust entered,brought him inside, it blew so fierce it looked he would be taken away.His mother inside had tears that the storm blew so bad.But he was still like arock.after ten minutes the storm subsided and he went about in hisduty. None would have with stood such a storm.
great man he is.She learnt anew face of him.

Jagadoddara!

Anuja opened her eyes for a new day.Her mind was relishing a phrase that she had heard the previous day," acceptance reduces distance" She loved it.As she started her day she enjoyed the day break.What glory did she enjoy! she had no words to describe,She knew the day promised something good.Thats her habit.She would always gauage the day with her morning.She was proved right.Her daughter came in to leave her babe before leaving for her work.Her thought pleased her.She said," He came late and he is sleeping so I brought him.Yes,way to think.what are we if we donot put other's interest in the fore.She prayed that she continue this thoughtfulness. The routine continued.It was time to feed the babe.
She took the babe on her lap and started feeding ,the babe seemed to know the new taste and the look spoke he liked it. As she was feeding she was watching a programme on the TV.A scholar was speaking on a weighty subject of knowing the ways of fruitful living. If she got engrossed watching the babe would look at her with aunique look of showing the way.The expression was indescribable but was sure carried the meaning.She was reminded of Krishna showing the universe to Yashoda in his mouth!

Divinity!

Vinola had just given the babe his bath. Had fed after it.As the routine would have it he must be put to sleep. She made her usual preparations and put him in the pram and started rocking gently.
He signified with his look and hand movement thats not he wanted and he saw to it he was understood.She lifted him from the pram and gently moved in to the room put him on his bed and wrapped him with athin Datta,( a cloth to use when carrying ababe).He was put on the bed,and she lay next to him.He turned as if to sleep,and she thought she has achieved something.Leave a babe with awrap and the babe would go to sleep. She was pensive,musing over her work with appreciation,the babe turned to her with a broad,unique smile that made the light move with in.
She understood,the babe's sleep is his choice and none need to force and take credit for it.The smile added new energy and joy.Everything appeared drenched in joy.

spill of joy

Meena opened the window to let the new day light in.Wow,what she saw sent aflash of joy through her bones.Something fresh.Something new.Something gentle.something soft.Something silky.Something Divine.
A thin glow was softly touching every inch of earth and sky changing the divine truth into mundane light of the day.Meena's mind went to the times of her grandson's bath time.She would sit on the woodenplank her husband would bring him for the bath.the babe would show such joy as though he is brought to the paradise.when she stretches her hand to receive him he would give the smile that one cannot find on this earth.The smile matched the glow that heralded the sun by drenching the earth.Her heart filled and joy spilled.

annaprashanam!

The day6th of march chosen to start annam for her grand son.Sumitra awaited the programme.Her mind was filled with the memory of the day when it was started for her daughter.
She recalled it was not as much awaited.This babe appeared special.More special than her daughter,who was joy of her life.Much water has flown under the bridge.Every day gave her an incident that made her see she was not of significance.Why? may be she has overestimated herself.may be she is very small,even i her daughtr's eyes.Yes.Thats life.The dias was ready.Her daughter and son-in law came.He took the babe in his lap.He was clad tradiinally.She wished to see her daughter in asaree.No she was not.Her son inlaw had prepared the special annam cooked in child's mom's milk.Her husband recited the hyms.The sonin law fed the babe softly,slowlythe babe enjoyed.She prayed the babe wud thrive with food that would make him the man of his home.
The abe looked devine,special and happy.

light!

Sharmila stood before the pooja mantap before retiring as her routine to take leave from God for the day.As she stood with her prayer her mind played with the thoughts on the day's happening.She was unhappy because her daughter was unhappy inspite of her life was filled many sweet things to make her happy. She had no answer, she just prayed for her, " Oh lord,give this child of urs some joy.make her see a blossom in her heart so that there will her mind gets rid of bitterness she may be imgining" . The prayer is just over her mobile rang.It was her daughter.
she had cooled and asked her mom to keep her breakfast ready.

krishna!

Meena felt she must record. She was putting the babe to sleep. She does it thrice a day.

Nothing special in itself. whenever she felt the babe is sleepy, She would ask," wrappy oonu?" ( do u want to b wrapped). The babe would smile to say yes. She wrapped the babe lightly put him in the lap and started humming a tune likelallaby ,the babe kept looking into her eyes to say something ,she asked him,"enna Raja?. The babe in his 7th month repeatedly beat his palm on his lap.She asked," Ramaya onu?" Do u want ramaya. She started her ,Ram Rama namaha, she hasnot said the third time the babe was carried into sleep.Did the babe guide her way? She mused.

Art!

Sonali walked home musing onthoughts that knew no boundry.On her way she saw a dog caught in slushy water it was trying to move out with out success.A little boy passed by threw a piece of bread which the dog took with joy and started eating.A while Sonali movedto alevel higher are we not doing the same getting stuck to this life drawn in to glitter that is superficial?
By this time she had reached the door of her house gently opened it and moved in.She knew her grand child will be asleep.When she opened the door of her room she looked her child sleeping peacefully telling the world this is what u shud achieve.Then she looked the way the babe was left on the cot.
It spoke volumes about the mom who had put the babe to sleep.
The babe was wrapped in asoft wrap, very carefully wrapped up to the neck.The three sides were supported with the pillows,very meticulously placed. Another napkin was placed near the head it looked so impressive
she saw an artist in her daughter and felt happy for her skill.

Surprise!

STELLLA, was in fora surprise.She saw that she didnot know her child.She always wanted her to see beyond physical form.She wanted her child to rever people irrrespective of their status.But had not seen it happen.She shared her thoughts of going out of station the coming week end which coincided with her birth day.The girl came out with the words rarely found in her." ma,why do u want to go anywhere? Is not pati god herself to spend ur birth day with" So true.Thought Stella.

Reflection!

Sannidhi and Sameer were friends for along time.They stood for ideal friendship.They never gave each other any material gifts.Gifts were never exchanged. They lived close by.They met very often. They spoke a few words.They communicated throgh smiles.If sameera went to Sannidhi's house Sameera would give such a smile their friend ship would get bonded by another layer of bricks and viceversa.But today the smile appeared faded and sameera was wondering why.
She recollected their recent meeting. They did speak a bit.She recollected what she said.yes,When Sannidhi tried to tell her something she had brushed it aside.She had no patience to listen to her.
She even had said" I donot need any guidance". Yes ,She is the culprit.She must learn to listen.

She must remember each needs a plce.No one should be taken for granted. Arrogance can break even an iron pail. Friendship is fragile.needs nurturing. "I will get what I give. I must make amends", thought sameera and she felt she heard the footsteps of sannidhi.

Joy?

Chintu sat down staring out and wondered on the happenings.A chill passed in her spain. Is it possible that there is evil in her look? She questioned herself.It has been her experience that her joy invariably ended telling her not rejoice.Morning she saw her child well clad in full glow.She felt it was a gift to her on the festival day.She did her work in joy.she visited her mother in law. She received special blessings.She had planned nice things for the next day. She was home in the thoughts that made her feel light.The evening was warm and the talk was sweet.The door bell rang as if to say donot beam the end of joy is in the offing.When she opened the door she saw her child pale and low. She didnot meet her eye.she spoke monosyllables that had the sharpness of a knife it entered slowly into her heart cutting it softly ,Chintu said'oh,no no'

The Day Break!

Savi sat next to her window musing over the day's pass.The moment of opening her eyes served her with glory with the view of gentlest day break.Lovely.The east was splashed with gentle hues of unimaginable combination.She held her breath for a second.Then the chores started with gentle rhythm. The offering turned out very delicious.As the breakfast was in progress the doorbell rang to herald the son and the babe.The babe opened his mouth with such alovely smile it appeared gentler than the hues of the day break. The cooking progressed and ended when the queen of her heart entered.Wow! what asight.She was glowing wearing agentle colour.the colour splashed on to her face making her constraned smile glow. Wow for the day.May Krishna be praised, thought savi,a sweet smile lit her face.

vyamoha!

Chaya was amused with her mind.It was just two hours back she had left the babe back with her mom. She felt she could go up to look the child up.The babe,he grand son seemed to occupy all her thought and all her mind.She wonderd what she would have done if she had not shifted to the same appartment.Yes,she was living in the house she and her man had built. She had lived in that house happily for 30 years making it a home for her siblings and their family which numbered to twenty plus. She had ,rather they have,named it CHAITRA, which interestingly made her see how every person who refers to it is important to make it CHAITRA. She never even dreamt she wud rent it out and move to a rented house and live in joy there. Now Chaitra does not amtter.She is engrossed in play ful smiles of her grand son,does not think of her house which gave her indescribable joy.
The smile seems to say things, rather thoughts hard to realise. Every smile takes her to the episode of Yashodha,who saw the BRHMANDA in the babe's mouth. Yes,Krishna has come to give her salvation ,to lead in the path of light to make living lighter than the lightest.May be she will find the real path to live the way one can live ideally,thought she as she started attending to the chores.