In this world we come, to see our parents’ twinkling eyes;
They hold us tight and love us right, to make us all well and wise.
The first crawl, the first stand, the first run and the first fall;
Our sweet smile, our loud cries, makes everything around us stall.
The excitement of running to school for the first time;
The fun of having best friends to fight and play all the time
The first crush, the first love and the first rose for the special
one;
The first no, the first heart break and then the repeated sessions
of sad songs
The hard work in school and then in college, to excel in life’s
unseen battle
The pride to have the first offer, “Mom-Dad, I’ve done it.” Waving
it like a rattle
The first day at work, and the huge shopping before that
The first salary, the first award at work and the first appraisal
Yet another time the heart falling for one and this time I know it’s
a budding love
Hand in hand, theatres, movies, eateries and gardens- like the
lovely two little doves
The most important day to celebrate, the day when the two souls met
to be one
Begins the journey of life with flavors of love, responsibility, and
a lot of fun
The late hours slogging, the overflowing work, no time for party, no
time for fun
One day to realize, it’s time for the little one to come, the heart
wonders it’s a daughter or a son?
Tired and exhausted with work, life’s trigger lies only in the
little one’s smile
Struggle is on, to make the future bright for the little one to
shine
One day to see the little one is a self-made and successful soul
Having a new found world with dreams and sensibly defined goals
Eyes filled with pride and heart in peace, I declare that’s my
beautiful life’s fruit
Taking with it, my values and ethics to live and play life’s
beautiful flute
Content with life’s offerings, holding hands and finding solace in
each other’s lap
We close our eyes to embrace the other world and take a long, rather
longest nap
That’s the cycle of life, the beautiful life, the gift from the
goddess herself
Live it, Love it, Laugh it, Play it, Sing it, Dance it…… Coz you are
priceless yourself.
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ReplyDeleteGood thought about enchanting life :)
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DeleteReminded me of Shakespeare's 'The Seven Ages Of Man'. Loved your depiction. Aptly woven words to create a beautiful visual drama. Great job Sohini. God Bless!!!
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