Diaries, Lobsters, Forevers and other clichés.

Dear Ma and Dada,

I know you're totally confused about the title right now. I assure you, you'll understand soon enough. I wanted to write a poem for your anniversary but my tired brain isn't of any use right now except sifting through random thoughts, and then getting all excited and weird about them.

These thoughts of course started with images of both of your smiling faces in my mind; 'ma in her beautiful bluish purplish colorful sari, and dad in the reddish maroonish shirt from the photos you sent me last evening. Beautiful colors which together made me think about love birds with their vivid colors, their chirping and their everlasting love; kind of like you guys, huh? Love birds. That's what I'd thought would be the title of my poem, which in the end I couldn't write. Love birds. They made me think of lobsters. I told you I get weird sometimes. I'll explain.

You know I used to watch that show called 'Friends' like crazy, right? The one you thought was stupid, Dad :D Well anyway, in one episode, one of the totally awesome characters, Phoebe says something like this:

"It's a known fact that lobsters fall in love and mate for life. You know what? You can actually see old lobster couples walkin' around their tank, you know, holding claws."

This kinda stuck with me. It's silly and sweet at the same time. I did some fact checking, and this isn't technically true but even then, the idea of mating for life and growing old together, and knowing only one love all your life is a wonderful thought which gets a small satisfied/wishful sigh out of me. So, I think about you both and then I think about lobsters and say, "Wow! Dada is 'ma's lobster and vice versa!" Not so stupid now, huh?! :P Thinking about you two is synonymous to thinking about "forevers", "fairy tales", "magic", "romance" and other such mythical things normal human beings like me are in awe of. Extraordinary, that's the word. Awe is another. And whenever I think about things to be in awe of, my mind inevitably takes me to the world of books and words, and people who write these words. Which made me think of diaries.

Diaries. Such strange things. Our relationship with them starts out platonic and detached. We bore them with excruciating details of the day to day activities of our mundane lives. Slowly, we form a bond. We start sharing feelings: anger, resentment, grudges at first; happiness, humor, sadness follow soon; elation, pain, fear, excitement after some time. Our relationship grows as we become friends who gossip and share secrets about crushes and then about life, and eventually we go onto become friends who would take these secrets to the grave. The most powerful feelings of love, trust and faith seal this relationship and change it into something rare, something beautiful, something that lasts forever. So, I hope you see how diaries remind me of you two. Platonic. Friends. Best Friends. Love. Forever. Sound familiar? Apart from this, there is that other thing that 'ma always used to say. 'ma, remember how you told me that you stopped writing in your old diary because dad became your diary, the one you'd write in forever? Well, things like that make a romantic like me swoon!

So, the point of this rambling was just to give you a few examples to show you how both of you manage to beat the odds. Cynics will just hate you guys for proving them wrong. I have watched you from afar and observed you from up close, I have lived with you and grown up in the family that you started, so I think that is enough for me to be an apt judge on love and life, for now :) And the judge has ruled that you both make the most ridiculous and soppy of clichés worth believing in, because looking at you, I know and I believe that dreams and reality can be one, and that forevers are possible. And that is something most people can't even dream of having. 

This is where I end this odd write up. I guess this was my way of saying that I'm glad I ended up being this crazy kid with crazier dreams, and I want to thank you both because I'm me because of you. Because of how you raised me, and because of how you love each other.

I love you. And I love your love for each other. I'm so proud to be your daughter.

Happy 30th anniversary! 30 beautiful, amazing, extraordinary years...and here's raising a toast to millions of similar years that I know are ahead.

Kisses,

Sweety

P.S. I'm too weird, I know. You don't have to tell me.

P.P.S. Thank you for giving me Appu.

Mommy

The little girl stood there,

Tears welling up in her eyes

"Don't go please", she begged

"I won't say any goodbyes!"

Fear overtook the little one,

What was she supposed to do?

A plan hatched in her little mind,

And what a tantrum she threw

At least that delayed the moment,

For a while it would be the same

For she wasn't going to be left behind,

And that was her only aim

She cried her heart out,

And screamed liked a banshee

She stomped her feet on the ground,

What a little genius was she!

The woman watching this for a while,

Now walked towards the girl

She watched a tear roll down her cheek,

Shining like a perfect pearl

The little girl sneaked a peek,

Looked like her plan had been a success

For she saw the woman come towards her,

And she quickly forgot her distress

"You don't want me to leave?",

Asked the woman of the baby

"Never ever", came the soft reply,

"What ever the reason may be"

"Why is that?", the woman wondered,

Curious about what the child would say

The little one's answer, she never could've guessed

It simply took her breath away

"Because whenever you're away,

I feel so sad and blue

I never know anything,

Everything feels strange and new"

"Because whenever you're away,

Something refuses to fit

A piece from a puzzle or a game,

And I always have to quit"

"Because whenever you're away,

The days seem longer somehow,

The nights more darker,

No moonlight they allow"

"Because whenever you're away,

There's no one there to care,

No one to kiss away my bruises,

No one to braid my hair"

"Because whenever you're away,

I never get ice cream or cakes,

There's no one to talk to,

Or to heal my heart, if it breaks"

"Mommy, so please don't ever leave me,

Wherever you go, take me too

Without you I'd be lost forever,

Because that's how much I love you"

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Happy 50th Birthday to the most beautiful woman on earth! I love you sooo much 'ma :* It's hard not to...you're the most amazing person I've ever known :) I hope we have a perfect day together today.

Thank you for always being there and always being who you are, for always knowing what to say and what to do, for always being our best friend, for always caring, for never letting go and never leaving us behind no matter what.

Hope you liked the post :) :*

The beautiful lady with me in the pic at the center is my mum. Ain't she gorgeous?! :)
Pic courtesy: The lovely Mystic :)
Rest of the pics are from my beloved Google :p

See you around guys :)

Mother, the ribbons of your love are woven around my heart.  ~Author Unknown

The Woman He Would Always Love

He woke up in the middle of the night

And lay still, thinking about the dream he'd just had

It seemed, it was a dream more real than reality 

A perfection to which, nothing he'd ever add

Smiling then, he turned to his side

And looked at the face he'd seen, just a while ago

He watched as she slept like a baby, and remembered

Each memory that they'd made together, and felt the emotions flow

She had seemed no older than a child,

The day that into his life, she'd first flown

Big eyes full of trust, a smile like sunshine

Two braids swinging, with a life of their own

He hadn't spared a thought on her then,

Hadn't given her a second glance

Little had he known, that she was the one he'd waited for

That it was the beginning, of a lifelong romance

Soon they got to know each other,

And he was amazed that now he had a friend

With whom, he who could be himself and share his dreams

Someone with whom, he had no need to pretend

As the days went by, he realized how special she was,

And the dreamer inside him weaved up fantasies about her

He knew he had fallen for this beauty

As feelings unknown, within him she could stir

He wrote passionate letters, and poems and songs

As to woo her, hundreds of ways he designed

At times devious, at times the picture of chivalry

To have her, was the only thought that was always on his mind

His efforts hadn't gone unanswered,

His labor of love hadn't been in vain

As the cupid's arrow struck her too

His happiness knew no bounds and in that way,

forever he would remain

For her laughter brought wonder into his world, 

Her child-like happiness gave to his life, a reason

Her funny expressions, and madness at times

Brought into his life, the beauty of each season

She wouldn't let him give in when he stumbled

For she was the only one, who knew him inside out

She fought for him, and became a part of his soul

And dreamed of the things, that he dreamed about

She got lost somewhere in between, 

But he knew she was stubborn and strong

She'd find her way back to him, to her haven

She'd remember that his arms were where, she would always belong

As he looked at her now, in the darkness

With the soft moonlight casting a halo around her, as she slept in peace

He felt sure that the keeper of stars had joined their hearts,

And his love for her with each passing day, would only increase

For she was the woman, he would always love

She would always be his inspiration and pride

She would always catch him, if he were to fall

She would always be the one who would walk by his side

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No guesswork needed here, right? This poem is totally dedicated to my Mom :) and Dad's love for her...I've been wanting to write about her for sometime now...She's a mother and a child at the same time, always full of joy and as I told her a few days ago, when I think about her, it's always like thinking about sunshine...bright, warm, smiling, comforting, beauty, laughter, dancing around the shadows and always finding a way to get past them...just totally pure and angelic :):):)

 Hope you all liked it, especially you, for whom the poem is written...an inspiration not only to Dad (who sometimes denies it, but is totally lying. I know, well, because I always know;)) but to your silly little daughter too...Love you loads 'ma, just the way you are...very special :)

Good night guys, I'm feeling all 'Christmasy' and red-and-green! :D Love this season and what it does to me :)

Till next time then... 

Let's Hear What They Have To Say First...

SHE WRITES...

TO MY BEST FRIEND...

I was sitting here thinking,
Of the words I want to say.
But they just wouldn't come out right,
So I found a different way.

I got a piece of paper,
And wrote this poem for you.
But there's no way to thank you,
For every thing you do.

For always being nice to me,
And staying by my side.
For helping me fix my problems,
And never leaving me behind.

For accepting my thoughts and feelings,
Even those you don't understand.
For never giving up on me,
And being my best friend.

For making me laugh,
And letting me cry.
And saying you'd miss me,
If I were to die.

Everything you mean to me,
You could never know.
In all the ways you've changed my life,
I could never show.

The way you take care of me,
You're my shining star.
And though it's so incredible,
That's just the way you are.

Before I get too mushy,
It's time for me to go.
But before I leave this ink-filled page,
There's one thing you should know.

As long as we are living,
If you need me, just call and I'll be there.

I'll climb a thousand mountains,
And swim a thousand seas.
Anything to be there,
'Cause you've been there for me.

Sudha
26/11/2011