Writing 201: Hero(ine)

Writing 201

Whether it’s a hero or a heroine, your poem today should focus on a person with an outsized personality — someone who makes a splash (or a mess) whenever he or she crosses others’ path.

The following is my response to this prompt. It is a poetry that is written surrounding a heroine (which is my mother ) and I have tried to use the form of ballad , hoping you all like it ! )

There was once a maiden

A gentle woman was she

She spent her days in the kitchen

making meals and serving tea

Oh our dear maiden..

what a gentle woman was she  ! (refrain – chorus )

The stork visited her twice

Two daughters were born to her

And  all was happy and nice

with our maiden , now a mother

Oh our dear maiden..

what a gentle woman was she  ! (refrain – chorus )

Days rolled into weeks , weeks into years

Our maiden is now older

Trying to wipe away the tears

and willing to offer her shoulder .

Oh our dear maiden..

what a gentle woman was she  ! (refrain – chorus )

The daughters were now married

each to a charming groom

But our maiden , she still tarried

For her own dreams , there was no room

Oh our dear maiden..

what a gentle woman was she  ! (refrain – chorus )

Years flew by again

Our maiden is now a granny

Still prepared to bear all pain

Her sorrows , oh-too-many !

Oh our dear maiden..

what a gentle woman was she  ! (refrain – chorus )

Love and compassion 

that is what she is about

her own dreams and passion

still wait to be reached out…..

Oh our dear maiden..

what a gentle woman is she  ! (refrain – chorus )

The ‘mother daughter angle’ !


‘When you become a mother yourself , you will realize !’ …Oh well , isn’t this a cliché  all of us , girls have grown up listening to ?

I always saw it as an exaggerated usage of an over emotional mother , who doesn’t find any other way to support her arguments and uses this as her last resort  , the ‘mother’ bomb ! ( I always felt motherhood was so overrated back then ! )

But now , I am not so sure …. Today as a mother to an almost four year old daughter , I  find myself repeating a lot of my mom’s statements (much to my own embarrassment  !).

Here are a few points I would have perhaps covered in my defense against my mother’s over protective demeanor , when I was a teenager  :

1. Mom , I am not cold and I don’t need that scarf to spoil my hair style !

2. I am big enough to go out on my own.

3. I am not raising my voice .. I am only conveying my point.

4. I will decide what shoes go with my dress…and anyway your fashion sense doesn’t agree with mine !

5. I am not hungry right now so please stop coaxing me to eat.

6. I will cross the road carefully , you don’t have to say it all the time !

7. Stop holding me by hand in public , I can walk on my own so stop embarrassing me !

8. I will prepare well for my exams so please don’t nag me ..

9. Yes…I am a little late , but it is still not dark .

10.Mom I am going out to a birthday party , and I will ‘not’ talk to strangers !

Today when I remember those things I argued about , I no longer understand them… Perhaps I am  ageing …or perhaps because I am mom now !

Today , when I don’t see my little girl around the house , my heart skips a beat . If her school van is a little late , my mind starts racing and imagining the worst . When I take her out , excited to dress her up the way I want , she tells me ‘Ma…I don’t want to wear this dress‘ and brings me the one she wants to wear …

Sometimes , when she refuses to listen to me , warm tears fill my eyes…… and I realize the turn of the tide……the reversal of roles…….

Here are the answers I am prepared to give my daughter , if she brings out the list , I once prepared myself ,as a teenager….:

1. Little darling , your hairstyle can be  fixed again , but I can’t risk the same with your health .

2. No matter how big you ‘become’, or how many grand children you go on to have , you shall always be my little toddler , and I  will always feel protective about you……

3. If I am not raising my voice with you , so shouldn’t you….We shall talk , not argue…

4. Oh yes , you have a great fashion sense , but so did I when I was your age …

5. I know you are not hungry but am sure you  will be , in sometime . I am just being selfish , because it hurts me to imagine you hungry !

6. I know you will cross the road carefully , but it satisfies me to advise you , time and again. So just bear with me !

7. I know you are  a grown up girl now and don’t need my hand…but I need you to hold mine , just to feel secure …

8. Yes , you do prepare your lessons on your own but asking you to do so repeatedly makes me feel I am a responsible mother , interested in your affairs .

9. It is alright to be late but do let me know about your whereabouts so that I don’t keep worrying about your safety .

10 Oh , you can talk to strangers if you want , but keep the phone with you all the time . So that I feel I am close to you …

Well….I guess that’s life …What goes around ,comes around …….


TO OUR DAUGHTER.. (The Greatest Achievement of our lives )


This picture depicts our moment of greatest achievement…the moment we were born as Parents to our little girl….!


Here is a poem , I wrote for my darling daughter , when she was two years old.. She will complete four years in  the month of February… :

TO  OUR  DAUGHTER.. (The Greatest Achievement of our lives )

 A few years we waited for you ,

a part of all our prayers ;

We wanted a family member new –

a ‘little’ somebody , our joys to share !

Life had been beautiful before…

We spent cheerful times together .

But you brought in happiness more..

like the warm ‘sun’ , in a cold weather !

Your loud cries ,and hungry mouth 

Kept me awake throughout the night ;

But , all the stress and fatigue , no doubt ..

vanished at your ‘beautiful’ sight !

My next wait was over when , 

you turned around , for the first time..

My pride and anxiety have since then ..

only increased from time to time !

When you took , your first few fumbling steps ,

in my heart ,far in the depths …

There was a constant, lingering fear –

‘My baby was on her own from here !’

Today as you learn to speak ,

and run around from tree to tree ;

I feel proud of you my little doll ..

our most precious asset , of all !

Tomorrow is unseen ,untold ..

But I pray to you , oh Lord !

Be there to guide my little angel ..

and protect her from every danger !

For , in her body..

beats my heart ;

and of me…

she is a ‘valuable’ part !

To check out my first entry for the weekly photo challenge , ‘ACHIEVEMENT’ ,  please click  HERE .

Advice or ‘Add Vice’ ?? your choice !

From the time we enter adulthood ( actually even much before that !! ) to the time we hit our graves , there is one thing that is sure to follow  us ,even more religiously than our faithful canine , and that is ‘UNWANTED ADVICE’ !

Right from the dress we should wear , to the guy we should marry ( or not marry perhaps ! ) , to the number of kids we should have , or to losing the baby fat ! , there is no dearth of  unsolicited advice in our world . It pours in , generously , without provocation ,  and often from the most unexpected quarters …

Thankfully for me , I got married , much before people could began to wag their tongues , on me ‘not getting married ! But then , that doesn’t put an end to it…

Till you have your first child ( even if it is probably the only ,you intend to have ! ) , these so called , ‘Messiahs‘ of ‘unsolicited advice’ ,  try to preach you on the urgent need to have a child . Some even go to the lengths of prescribing medicines or giving out names of  doctors we must  visit ( Thanks…but no thanks  ! )

And once you do have a child  ,  you think it is the end to all  unwanted advice ! Phew…

But , lo and behold , you see it coming…

 The ‘temporary’ excitement in  lives of the ‘mommy experts’ , dies , when you have that much awaited child , leaving it drab and lack lustre , a sort of vacuum enveloping it…..

This sets their empty minds racing again ,till they finally find another victim or a new subject to haunt ‘me’  with….like ‘ Do you feed formula milk to your baby..?…..You must plan for your second child now…blah..blah……’ and it just goes on…

But wait…this is just the beginning…!

So , as you have seen ( and in all probability , experienced it yourself !! ) , our lives and its rules are often dictated by what  others  think or say ( most of these ‘others’ ,perhaps do not even know us well enough to be able to guide us clearly! )

At this point I am reminded of the lyrics of an old Hindi movie song... ‘Kuch toh log kahenge…logon ka kaam hain kehna..‘ ( loosely translated in English , it would mean…People will talk , it is their job to do so ! )

Our life is our own , and what we do with it is our prerogative ! Advice is a good thing , especially when it comes from elderly people in your family ,who know you well and have seen you grow , into the individual you are today .

But then ,again ,it is your choice ,completely , whether to adhere to it wholly , to modify it ,according to your own thinking or to avoid it altogether !.

We have but one life…So , I believe we must live it on the basis of the choices  we make . Do what your heart tells you to do , not what the neighbor tells you to !

My parents have always supported me in all my decisions right from the time I was in my eleventh grade. That was when I made one of the early ( yet important ) decisions of my life – to pursue ‘Arts’ as my calling  . But ,even back then , I remember a lot of my friends being forced to take up a certain subject against their will.

 I wasn’t spared from unsolicited advice , even then . But I stuck to my resolve , to take up arts and my parents stood by my decision…

Do I regret it now..?? If I were to run back in time, would I change my decision..? No..never…in fact whenever I look back in time , and remember all the advice ( some welcome , others unwelcome ) I was given , yet making my own choice , I feel a certain pride for myself… I may not be a millionaire today , but I am a contented soul , happy with the little blessings in life…and that is what I think is important…You may beg to differ…But , to each his own !

Life had guided me to one of the most noble ( yet underestimated ! ) jobs in the world , the job of moulding hundreds of lives , every day ………the job of a ‘TEACHER‘ !

Listening to others is a good trait , but following their advice  blindly ,without thinking about yourself or your aspirations is Tomfoolery…!  and I am no ‘nincompoop’ !!

A good well meant advice is welcome anytime

It helps us grow as a person and broaden our horizons …In fact if it were not for the advice of a well meaning individual , I wouldn’t be writing out this post or having my own blog today…

Sometimes we need to let things be…Sometimes we have to let someone grow out our shadow , and learn things on his /her own.. We  may advise , but trying to thrust one’s opinions on others , is a sign of immaturity………

In the end , it is your life and you are the master of it !

Now does this sound like an advice..?? 😀  Well…your wish !