Indelible Musings

Happy Children's Day to all! I know its a bit too late to wish now. But its better late than never. No? So, in my attempt to stay positive and keep calm, I am going to attempt my third poem in this post. Though the three days have been hardly anywhere close to being positive, I have at least tried being calm. It is as if no one around me likes me being positive or is it that they are jealous of me being positive? Who cares. Since, it being Children's Day, what better theme to choose for my third poem than the children themselves. Oh Lord, She's a girl She gasped for breath, Clutched the sheets,  "Push, Push" said the doctor She was breathing heavily Her noise was loud and clear; "Hold on, Hold on" said the doctor She was waiting for it to let go As she let it go, A loud cry freed her  from the labor pain, The doctor smiled, She faked a smile, The doctor held her little soul  cupped in his hands Her smile broadened  as she saw her ...

I have been itching to write this blog. Not just because I love to write but because the last two months have been quite tiring for me physically, mentally as well as emotionally. Somehow I felt, writing might give my mind a break from all the disturbances. Things had been wandering in my mind since long but I was unable to find the time to put them down into words. While I do not wish to delve much into detail about the overall emotional balance of my mind, I do wish to share something that I underwent while my stint at the hospital, where I delivered my baby. Like they say, “in the history of so and so..” for me too, the birth of my child coincided with a historical change that our country witnessed on the day. I gave birth to a baby boy on May 26th, on the very day, when India swore in its 15th Prime Minister, Narendra Modi. Everyone was excited about the fact that the birth of my child will coincide with NaMo’s new birth. But this blog post is not about this coincidence either....