(159) Happy Valentine Day

Three days back, I had a strong craving for Dairy Milk. I went into the kitchen, checked the refrigerator and the storing rack, but had no dairy milks. I felt sad for a moment, and wished if someone could send me one, because you know na, I don't like buying this favorite thing of mine for myself. I thought I would put a message, please someone send me a chocolate, never mind if I have to pay for it. Then I saw the slab of Cadbury's Temptation in the side rack, it was brought buy my brother who had come for a day. But that was for Charvi, but I cheated and I had some pieces from the same. And as I had talked about my intuitions,if you remember, one more click to  my brain was, "have patience dear, you will get one soon".. and so I pleased myself with that chocolate for that moment.Not only did my intuition about the chocolate came true, but also three other things which I thought would happen, did happen in last three days, and yes ofcourse, my chocolate came too. A friend of ours who had to collect his parcel received here, came to see us yesterday and got me and Charvi, Dairy milk Fruits and Nuts, and a Bournveille. I grabbed the fruit n nuts and gave other one to Charvi. Oh, I just had fun savoring the same. And my chocolate tasted all the more sweet by the showers of affection from my neighbor's daughter Nishi and Charvi. Nishi is a very sweet girl, she is 18 months old and everyday I teach her a new word. Now she speaks.."ta-ta, chi-chi, nai-nai,noooooo...yuki, meee..taaaa, ji-ji, oh.ho..and ahaaa"..and the process is still on.And I love to watch her say all that I teach her. And you know what, she has nicknamed me as Bum or Bhum sometimes. I play a game with her where in I make her sit on top of the bean bag and make her slide with the word Bhum, and she loves it so so much that she has started addressing me by that name. Whenever she wants to come to my place or see me, she would tell her mom to take her to Bum. Often I find her waiting at her door opened, staring at the lift, at the time of my return from college, and the moment I am out of the lift, she gives a big smile and a tight hug to me and keep calling me Bhum/bum until I pacify her. Oh ..she is simply amazing and Charvi is also very fond of her. They both get along so well, I love to watch them play so amicably. Charvi is learning to behave like an elder sister, she takes care of Nishi very well. She shares her toys with her, corrects her when she is wrong and tries to teach her many things I ask her to.You know, I wish If I have a daughter again, I would want her to be either like Charvi or like Nishi or rather a nice mix of both of them, these two girls are amazing.
              It's a valentine day today.I wish everyone who reads this, and those who do not, a very loving Valentine day...Love and spread love...tc
        

(158) I feel thankful

Since two days, Charvi is imitating me and repeating every word I say. She is having a lot of fun in teasing me. If I ask her to have lunch, she asks me the same, if I call her mad, she calls me the same.Whatever I say, she repeats and then seeing my facial reactions, she bursts into laughter. Today, when i was about to loose my cool, i suddenly recalled what I had done to my friend so many times on phone. Same thing, same repetition of every word spoken. Then I felt little amusing for  a moment and realized how frustrating and sometimes entertaining it would have been for others when I did so.
             Charvi is behaving a  little mature these days. She talks big things, dresses up well and to my surprise her choice of clothes and pairing is awesomely beautiful. Last week, when I asked her to get ready to go out with me, she put on a nice pink jacket with her blue pair of jeans having light pink sequined work on it. She asked me to tie one pony with her hair and paired this attire with her pink sandals. Oh my God, you had to watch her out then, she was looking beautiful. Not that she is my daughter and so I felt so, but she was really looking very presentable. When she walked, I kept watching her from behind and wondered if I ever looked anything like her, when I was four years old. But yes, one thing I have to admit, now she looks very much like me in face. And I love to watch her talk nice things, giving suggestions to me, and demanding all impossible things in the world, though she agrees like a good girl when something is denied to her with reason.
            At times, when she behaves cranky and I loose my cool, she forgets that part of mine so soon, and showers her love so unconditionally on me that I feel guilty of being so rude with her. Often, when I would be dressing her up for school in morning, she would hug me tight and say,"Mamma , you are the best mamma, and I love you very much"..these words relieves me of all the ache and tiredness I gather by waking up at 6.30 in the morning and preparing her lunch box and getting things ready for her. I feel so great to have such non-malign display of affection and i feel all the more happy to be a  mother of such a radiant child.
             When I see her and her love for me, I sometimes wonder,"Why do I have so many things in life to crib about, isn't this pure love more than enough for one lifetime?..
If I have to sit and count of all the good things happened to me in three decades of my life, I think they will be numerous. Why do I have to cry for things which I could not get, may be they were not meant for me, or may be I was not meant for them. I have been blessed by the most understanding parents and siblings, good husband,good family, sky full of unending, eternal-love and the boon of experiencing the miraculous journey of motherhood, good education, good life, wonderful and understanding friends and  the opportunity life gave me to know myself better, with the help of those best people who became the immovable part of my life.
           Life is never a completely fulfilling offer, and tears remain inseparable for non-achievements, but one has to choose to see either the part which remained unfulfilled and feel sad, or see the other half which is full of love and gifts, life encountered during the journey, and thus feel happy and content to ever have all those, than never have to been seen...I am heartily thankful to all those who made my life meaningful and fulfilling in some ways by their presence.