My little thoughts for living..

Only the present is Real. The Past is only in our Minds. The Future is in our Projected Minds.

Get to Know and Love your Outer Self. But Get to know and Love your Inner Self more. Your outer self is the sum total of others' perception of you. Your inner self is the sum total of your perception of yourself. If the Knowledge of your inner self is deep and complete, only one Self remains.

Forget, if you can. For, who are you, to forgive another when you need forgiveness yourself?

There is no unselfish act in this world. This is the very nature of things.

Just accept and do it. Keep accepting and doing . Keep on accepting and doing . That’s all is expected of you.



About Me

Chennai, Tamilnadu, India
home maker, working professional . Woman . Wife, Mom, Daughter. More. All in a mixed parody of sorts! Don't know whether I have been accepted in any of these roles.I am Moody, yet love people. I ike solitude but also love scintillating conversation. Creative , yet able to withstand being hemmed in by mediocrity! Practical, yet irrational. Hardworking, but love to laze around doing nothing at all for periods on end! Like to travel, but havent travelled at all:)Spiritual ,yet constantly seeking to learn more about it.!I am ,various things to various people and enjoy all the games I play!

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Sunday, December 21, 2008

Mommy wherr arr yu…?

When I hurt myself and cried ..I saw something glisten..
I thought they were your teardrops..but no ,they were actually claws..
Of your manicured, painted, pointed finger nails…

When you unknowingly stamped my little finger
With sharp shoe soles that went clackety clack…
I cried out in pain and hurt..expecting to see you appear any moment..
You came back..but only because u had left your purse behind..

Mooommy dear..why do you pin me day after day with the stiff , unforgivable diaper ?Are you scared I will pee on one of your new dresses ?Do you know that my skin cries out each time I try to move my leg ? I feel hot…hot inside…

When I want to feel you hands around me..I feel several new pairs..,some rough, some hard, some uncaring..and some clinical.. passing me …feeding me …and passing me once again…where have you hidden yours mummy dear ?
Are your nimble , warm fingers…to be used more for mouse operations, car driving, and applying make up?


What are they feeding me…mommy dear ? Why are they poking cold ,plastic into my tender mouth ? isn’t the gush of mummy milk no longer for me…???

When I gurgle with laughter at some some beautiful vision, I see a cold face staring unseeingly at me..there is detachment , there is boredom, there is just no love, no warmth..

I smell no mommy smell,,,I hear no mommy words..i feel no mommy touch…so where are you mommy dear ? I am hugged by warm clothes, extra woollies, tight diapers, thick booties and warm caps..but not by you mommy..not by you…

On the dawn of a morn when I did my first crawl..I screeched with glee..but you seemed not to see….
when I took my first steps. I wanted to show you as a treat... but it was the time when you had stepped out for a meet..

She is pinching me mommy..do u know that ?
She is …..booo hoooo…L

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