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.