Your good name please...

I bet there will not be anyone who loves window shopping. Me too, definitely. But for me sometimes a window shopping becomes a serious one. Today is one of that kind.

I was trying to find a good top for my regular use in a famous garments store. One girl approached me with a brochure, about some promotional event. I made some conversation with the girl and her next question is “your good name ma'am”. What? I am not sure whether it's good or bad but I have only one name, Divya. 

This is not my first experience, being asked about my good name. Is there anything like good name or bad name? Why can't we just ask ' your name please?' Nobody's name is bad. Then why do we ask for good name? Asking for good name is not something which is taught by anyone, but it is kind of practice. You hear it from someone and you follow through that.

I am totally against this question. I get irritated by this. I am sure it's time for us to stop it and go with, "Your Name please". I know you guys also agree with me. 

With Love Mom

Lot of people wonders where I was for last two years. Today I told them I was preparing to welcome you.

My Baby

Yes, you heard it right. First ten months I was keeping you inside me and was making you comfortable enough to come out and explore a whole big world. Next twelve months I gave you company for the start of your adventures journey in this new land. I will continue the same for the coming years also. When you were inside, I was giving you all what is required through me. I used to wonder how you will look like, what you will be doing at each moment. When I think about you, you just have known it by a touch or a small kick. Every second we, me and your dad spent with longing of seeing you.

After a long wait you came to us on April 13, 2014. It is the most wonderful moments of our life. My body was going through the most painful moments I ever had. But my heart was going through the most beautiful moments I ever have. Now I know how every mom feels like. I know how my mom might have felt when I came to this world. I love her a lot. It was the same not only for me, but also for your dad. I can still feel the very first cry I heard when you came out. I didn't see you then, but I could hear you crying. Looking to see you I hold your dads’ hand and asked him why you were crying. I don't remember him answering to that, but I could remember his curious face with the same question in mind. I want to just see you then. But they took you for a bath. They bought you to me after some time. The most beautiful thing I have ever seen. Your two wide opened eyes. You were looking at me thinking who I was. Or I wonder whether you knew who I was.

You never shied away from the unfamiliar world outside your mom’s stomach. You looked at it with the two wide opened eyes with star sparkling in it. They kept you in my chest for few minutes and allowed to give you a kiss in your forehead. The very first kiss from your mom. You were with me for 5 minutes. Then they took you away from me to show you to your dad, grand mom - both and grand pa. We stayed in the hospital for a week. In those first few days I released that my life is going through a new phase. A phase called motherhood. It might take another couple of hundred days for you to call me mom. But I know how that one word will sound for me.

You are my most precious gift. I promise I will try my best to give you the best life to become a great human being.

Mommy Days

I am enjoying motherhood for a year now. A year filled with joy, learning’s, curiosity and excitement.

We, me and my husband, let me call him as BS here, since I am so lazy to type his lengthy name always, are first time parents. We have completed four year of successful married life. We met in a cooperate company and fell for each other. Being from two different states of India, we went through few difficulties to get married. Married life is also not that easy, since we live in that part of the world where still family includes in laws as well. In these four years of difficulties and compromises we have got a beautiful gift. Our one-year old son Aditya. This one year was filled with his laughs and cries. I would love to share with you my experiences as a mother.

Hope will entertain you. See you soon.

Happy Mother's Day

“I’m blessed and I couldn’t be more grateful. Do you want to know why? Because I’m a mother, but that’s only half of it. I’m blessed because, when I need to, I can still just be a daughter. I get the feeling that there is nothing more precious than to have both of these roles, simultaneously.” ― Adrienne Trupiano 

Words are not enough to thank you for all that you do.

Hundreds of dew drops to greet the dawn…

Hundreds of bees in the purple clover….

Hundreds of butterflies on the lawn….

But only one mother the wide world over….

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