He closed his eyes…
Enchanted with his dreams…
He saw his lady love…So white like a dove…
With blue eyes like sapphire
Warmth of her body like flames of fire…
Hair like waves of the ocean…
Skin so soft made from some magical portion…
Lips shining pink like a dew on flower…
She was bathing in the rains of shower…
“Oh ! how much I love you do you know…
I can open my heart to show
I’ve never been this crazy for any one before…
You are my lady love…with beauty my eyes you pour”..
Slap on the left…Slap on the right…
To his surprise he opened his eyes..
Sitting in front was his furious wife…
“Oh my dear wife, why did u slap me”
Cried the scared man..
“Who is this lady love ”
She shouted in vain…
“Who can it be..it’s only you my love”…
Told the scared man…”it’s you who I serve”…
A push on his head and he fell from the bed…
I know you are lying…she ran away crying…
Left there was a man thinking what he said…
He had creativity in his mind and bruises on his head…

I learnt my first cooking lesson from her….
She was in the room instructing me and I was in kitchen preparing my first dish…

My first sketch i learnt from her…
She thought me to sketch those beautiful eyes of a women that spoke thousand words….

I can never forget our first shopping together….it was a hilarious joy ride…

Yes she is fun loving….she is classy….she has amazing sense of humour….she is smart….witty and everything that others fail to see in her….

She is the one who celebrates all my achievements….and cries when I am down….
She finds a solution to all my problems….and makes sure I face them without fear….
I can laugh out loud…cry like a baby and shout like crazy in front of her…
I can just be me with her…
I know she never judges me but loves me unconditionally….

She is like a fairy godmother who fulfils everyones wish…
No matter how much her heart breaks she still carries that perfect smile on her face….
She might want to run away from the kitchen but will still bake the delicious cake for your birthday…
Her eyes might be droopping to sleep…but she will still spend those moments with her kids….
In middle of finishing ten chores she will stop and listen to every word you say….

I wonder how can someone be so selfless…so giving …so loving…
I wish I could just be half of what you are…
You are my inspiration….you are my guide….you are my friend….you are my idol…
Yes you are my hero….

I owe you everything that I am today….
I am nothing without you….
Love you always….

I hear them say….
She is an obedient daughter..
I hear them say she is a loving wife..
I hear them say she is a caring daughter in law…
I hear them say she is a responsible mother….
But i never hear them say she a a girl full of dreams…
I never hear them say she is fun loving or a true spirit…
A girl loses her identity fulfilling all others…
Her day starts with pushing herself to the kitchen at morning 5 and then pushing herself back in the room at night 10…
She keeps evryone happy but forgets to bring a smile on her own face…
She finds her little happiness in her family…
But the emptiness of true happiness is always there….
She lives for evryone else and dies evry day within with death of her own small dreams….
All the women I know….all of them i hear…the pain in the eyes and smile on the face says it all…
Living life as evry New day unfolds while searching for her true happiness and meaning of life…
Salute to all the powerful women i know…

When i was little and was asked to write an essay on mother in school….I would open an essay book n search for the perfect phrases…or I would write something as simple as she takes care of house,cooks good food for me,etc…
Today after becoming a mother myself I actually realise what a mother is…and how less appreciated she was uptil now…

I fell down n got hurt
Mom came running with tears in her eye

I came home with a price
Mom hugged me and had tears in her eye

I had a fight with my best frnd
Mom smiled n played n wiped her tear

I completed my graduation
Mom was proud still with a tear

I fell in love
Mom had twinkle eye

I got married I just cried n cried
Mom hold me tight with watery eyes

I got a call…Mom fell down and is hurt
I am not there…

Mom won a cooking price
I am not there…

Mom had a fight with her best friend
I am not there….

Mom celebrates her 50th bday
I am not there….

What remains is tears in the eyes….
Mom always knows this time is not gonna cum back….she knows how less is the time of a daughter in the house… she cherishes all small moments….her tears are beyond explanations….

Now i know…why mothers are so priceless…and daughters are so helpless….

This poem is for all the lovely ladies out there….

I am who I am
Let me be the way i am….

You treat me like a slave
And my luv for u will shrink
Just treat me like a queen
And I’ll make u my fine king. …

I am not ur possession
I am not a thing
I am who I am
Let my world sing …

I am a women of respect
I have feelings
I have thoughts
I am not your satisfaction
I am not something you sold or bought…

Yes I have wings
set me free let me fly
I wanna touch the sky
Just reach high….

Why are we suppressed by the society in the name of traditions
Why cnt we dream why cnt we have celebrations
Why do we sacrifice why do we cry
Change your outlook
Just give it a try….

We have so much to give
And so much to prove
Just a little support
And we will make your world groove….

Just giving education to girls is not enough
Educate the boys..I know its too hard….

The day we start respecting our girls for who they are..
There will be no fear
no dowry
no rape
no eve teasing
no harassment
And no dance bars….

Lets make this a happy place to live
For when a women is happy she makes the world look beautiful
Your life will be heaven on earth
And this sounds so wonderful….

Come’on everyone
Just pledge from today
Dont look at me as a daughter a wife a mother a daughter in law a sister a friend…
Just let me be who I am….
I am a women of dreams
I am who I am….

I wish i was my papa’s little girl
I would play with toys and dolls,
I wish I dint grew,
In my mama’s lap I would crawl.’

I would dress my dolls
And get them married,
And read stories of happily ever after…
There would be no heartache
No pain no tears,
And no pretend laughter.

I wish I was papa’s little girl
With crayons life was colorful,
No car no bunglow no bags no shoes
Still life was very beautiful….

I wish I could stay in mama’s lap
And feel her comfort and love,
There would be no separation
And no other home…

I wish I had my brothers fight
Which ended with choclates and ice cream…
There would be no mental physical emotional assault
nor my heart would cry and scream…

I wish i was in school
With friends I would play and have fun,
It’s been years I have not met them now
Time is always on a run…

I wish I was papa’s little girl
No-one would let me cry…
Now i sit still in a corner n shed tears
Until my eyes start to dry….

I wish I could stop time
I wish I never grew,
I wish I had a magic wand
And everything would be new….

As strong as a wind..
As calm as the sea…
She stood there thinking
What all she could be..
She gave up her dreams
She gave away her goals
All she was left
With an empty soul…
The house where she lived
Which she thought was her own
She never got any appreciation
Nor any love was shown…
How long can the sea stay calm
How long can sand stay in your palm
It was the time
She had to stand
For her own dignity
For her own worth
Let evryone abonden her
Coz now there is no fear
She has found her herself
Her vision is now clear…
A new beginning
A new tomo
Awaits the pretty soul
To embrace her new life
Happiness is about to unfold…..

Thanks for joining me!

Good company in a journey makes the way seem shorter. — Izaak Walton