An Ode to the Mother

HERO Once just sitting like that at work a plan was made. We all decided to move out for a team outing. A NIGHT OUT. Without much discussions we all just packed and moved towards our destination. The rooms were booked on our way. All were happy about the small little break that was much needed from our busy schedule.   HE was sitting on the front seat in the traveller, assisting the driver with the way. A tall dark handsome guy, with a lovely moustache. Nothing less than a Hero of our Bollywood fraternity.   The way he spoke, sat, stood up, ate, drank.. His every gesture was worth a second look.   The entire route finished and all I did was admire the white shirt, blue jeans guy with a blue jacket.   The traveller stopped at the hotel and the weather outside was very cold. We all took out our winter wears and started to get down the bus. As expected, the Hero was assisting all with the luggage of all.   Now it was my turn as I was the las...

 The Birth-Giver   When this world seems unworldly and our dreams come crashing down with no sign of a silver lining and we are just stuck in midst of black clouds, the first person we turn to is      our mother - THE BIRTH-GIVER. There’s a sense of security that no one can offer but the mothers, they shower us with the most selfless love, from waking up before dawn just to pack our lunch boxes to tucking us into the bed every night, from dealing with our lame tantrums with a smile to trying to bring that smile on our faces as well, and from simply putting our big dreams ahead of their simple wishes to being there every step of the way in our journey of making those dreams come true, moms put in their efforts knowing that they would often go unnoticed.  They never demand appreciation but that doesn’t take away from the fact that they deserve to be appreciated for all those little gestures of love that we never even asked for...mothers are a blessing in disg...