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SHIVRATHRI...MY MOTHERS DAY!

      Every body is talking about Mothers Day for the last few days but for me now on , my MOTHERS DAY falls on  Shivrathri day, the day we chose to worship LORD SHIVA on the auspicious day!
This day my mother  chose, to breath her last, ..with  Om namah shivaya, on her lips, in the wee hours, of
morning of 10th March,2013..the auspicious day of Shivrathri. !. There is a belief, I am told that, on Shivarathri day, the doors of  Abode of Lord Shiva is open. so, is that the reason my Mother chose ,early morning of  that day ?
         prepared herself, by uttering "OM'',and sip  as many  drops of "Holy Theertha",as she was fortunate enough to give birth to and bring  up.. sons , daughters, grand children, great grandchildren, sons in law and daughters in law , great grand daughter s in law and great grand sons in laws .My  sister, Latha and Devi my brother, his wife,who were at her bed side tell me that with out missing a drop, she sipped away  the holy 'cauvery theertha,' in the name of her kith and kin up to a full bottle !!! Perhaps,  she  wanted to  present herself  cleansed   fully, her mind ,soul and  body  to be at the feet of Lord Shiva,  though, she has worked hard enough, suffered enough, repented enough ,  to clean herself during the long years she,lived and
awaited for this day up to her ninety five years  of  "Good life''.
      My mind wanders in quest of answers to the connections of life and death  to divinity..  I remember, as a child I heard  the sacred   word "OM''  for the first time, only  from my mother's lips as she used to utter 'OM',
when ever she was ready to pray in the morning and evening, and then" Namah shivaya"  though not spending much time in pooja, rituals ect...believing in" work is worship"
  MOMMY...      MY mother, I miss you... of all the motherly things you did, ....i miss your long  query's  when ever I rang up to you, every week,. I had to wait for you to finish all your questions.. do you eat well? sleep well? how is the pain in your ankles/ do not climb up and down too much? Do you sleep well? after all this answered ,I get a gap, to ask you.. ''MOMMY... how are you?" Then only , of course you come out with  your complaints of body pain and....so on. Now I  realise that  it was  YOU, MY MOTHER and only YOU who asked me  the things you were concerned about and only a MOTHER can do it !
       I must tell you last two weeks , on Sunday, I sat near my phone ,lifted it, to ring you up, only to
realise, the bitter truth, that  I can not  call you any more, and get pampered by you ! but   a consolation that, I can think of you everyday  and your blessings  are always there with me!

Jayetho jaye kahan......!!!

     Jayetho Jaye Kahan, Samjega kown yaha

         The vivid bharathi is on....lo. again i hear

           And I hear the melodious song, soothing,.....
         


            Dard bhari dilki..duvan, and  i  immerse in my

            In my own thoughts, that i know not the words
       
             the ups and downs, joys ,n, sorrowes  still too full
 

       

            with  every one to call my own around, still alone,

                 Where do i go, to whom do i  talk to.the same.
               
                    world all over,! jayetho jaye kahan, samjega koun yahan!





         
         

       
     

















            

SAMBAVAMI YUGE YUGE......

    That is what  YOU said, I,remember,
      For the protection  of  the righteous,
        And the destruction of the wicked  ,
           To save the  the good  and pure,
           "  I come into Being from Age to Age"

       Thought  it was a  promise from you,
          when I read it   from the GITA,
           For  I was told so ,when young .
            And  believed so now ,old enough,
              " Sambavami  yuge, ...yuge  !
       
       I wake up to news of sexcrime, rape,
        Here a Gitika, there a Mallika cry,
           Today a kid, tomorrow a daughter,
              A mother, wife,  beaten, burnt alive,
                 yet not seen a Droupadi cry ?
 
       Whenever  righteousness declines,
        " Dharma"   vanishes,  you promised ,
           To manifest !   ,When,Why not  Now!,
             Murder,  killing,  theft , cheat ,lie.......!
              Rampant and  order of the Day !
     
          It is Now or Never!  for protection ,
            of righteous  You come!,  If not,For
              Destruction of wicked, You promised
                DHARMA   SAMSTHAPANATHAYA
                   SAMBHAVANI  YUGE  YUGE  !
 
                   

THANKS GIVING....!

          Who ever thought of this,
             The thanks giving Day,
               I am thankful for, lest
                  I , forget  to thank.

          I thank not only, for what,
            I got readily, by birth,
              But also for,I got. though,
                by my sweat and blood.
     
           Though not I asked to be,
              Born,they gave the gift,
               Of life, my head and heart
                   I thank my ma and pa....

           I thank my teachers all,
              who, held my hand to walk,
                  to lift me up from the ditch
                     I fell , with a pat on my back.

           Looking back now, I need,
             To thank,those who envied me
                Ones who followed every step
                    Finding fault all the way

           For, They have made me  do ,
                Things, i would not, but for them,
                    It s time I thank them now,lest
                       I forget  , before I thank my friends

           Now, my dear friends, not many ,
                though, they know,I am grateful,
                  Ever, old and new, for being,
                     With me through thick and thin.
       
            I thank my kids too, for  the sheer joy,
              Of mothering them, for teaching them,
                  Bringing them up, has been the greatest,
                      fulfillment of my dreams!
           
            I thank, every day, The All mighty,
               For giving me the strength  to face the
                 Odds of life,  for peace and pray
                    For health and happiness to one and all.

             
             
      

MISS YOU BOOGI,...MISS YOU FOREVER !

                    Miss you,Boogi, miss you lots, miss you every minute of the day and night

                         not finding words,to say..how much I miss you,if only you were here,
                              one look at me you would know how much i missed you, not ,
                                 waiting for any words from me,for you knew my silence.
           
                 I miss you, Boogmani  when I wake up in the morning not finding you,
                       waiting to jump out of your bed, beside me,to get set n, go,

                              miss you, when i start the day with a bowl of oats
                                      not finding you behind me waiting for your share,
                                 
                  Miss you , when i have my bath and come out, not finding you,
                          sitting and waiting for me, on the mat  in front of the door
                                     missing you,not finding you, smelling my shampoo
                                          miss,my own shouting.."go out , have to dress up''!!!

                    Miss you,in the kitchen, in a corner,watching me cook,
                             missing  the tuk tuk,sound of your overgrown nails
                                 follow me from kitchen to room ,   room to hall , and
                                         to utility,and the to toilet, back to veranda,to and fro,
             
                    Miss you, running up to me ,  when the doorbell rings,..ting tong,
                           your running up and down, asking me to, pick up the phone,
                                miss you, running up to the gasman ,to reach before me
                                       who is  taking care of me now, as you did.?
                             
                     Miss you ,. turning back   locking the door to go say  bye,boogi
                           I search for  your shining eyes, looking down across  the greenery,
                                from the balcony, running  down to the garden as if  to catch a
                                       glimpse of  your love, going,away for ever, not to return !

                       Miss you, too my love,   and tears roll down, not to hear you   jump,n
                            scratch in excitement,  hop to garden  to see me, when i come back
                                    Home  no more a home ,with no one to welcome  me, like you,
                                       Miss your  warmest welcome,  making my house a home for me!

                        Miss   you at tea time too,  how you begged for you biscuits, though
                                   you knew ,  it,s all yours,,... oh that what made you cuter than kids
                                        oh those long walks, you made every kid stop  and talk  and giggle
                                             mothers   thanking me for, kids ate their food looking at you.....!

                          Boogy,   I found , the whole lot of, kids boys and girls, followed me
                                    when I  walked down the lane,with out you to the  park
                                        wanting to see you ... missing you, what shall I tell them?
                                          you are the darling you have shown us how to love !

                         Miss, you, when I feel low, when I get, bored, when I am sick
                                   when  my leg gets swollen, you would lick me ,when
                                       my ,,people  failed me, and i cry   you would
                                              look at me kindly, tell me,not  to worry

                                                 Miss You For Ever,My Darling Booga

                                sorry booga, how can We forget that, you saved our lives
                                     Not once, twice, you have killed Seven snakes,
                                        Seen around the house, at the risk of your
                                            Own life, looking at your tiny body and childlike face
                                               Who can ever believe that, you have killed saven of them!
                                                    YOU ARE THE REAL HERO!!!




,

what more proof you need,sure you know,
that you are one in our household ?
your health card with your vet,
is still around, with your ,
name...Boogi achia.....!

    Sure you were treated like a Queen..!
Y You had learnt to pose like one,
, How many pics, shall i click,
Good that i did, that is all we have now!
I Know,little can i return,
what you have given me,
but tried my best,to serve
you,when,you were in pain
when your limbs were weak
but,after all me a mere human
How do I know ,To love and serve like you!
.

                                           
                                           

MISS YOU BOOGI,....

MISS you BOOGI, miss you , miss you, miss