Husband at a Distance!

Half the time I feel hungry
Because I don't cook properly
Motivation lacking, being lonely
Do I really miss him ?

I don't choose to move out
Halt to all my friendly hangout
As a loner I walk about
Does this look like I miss him?

Never am I time bound
I enjoy the freedom new found
Yet wait for the day he'll be around
Is it that I do miss him?

Muse on the talks agreed and disagreed
The words of praise and pride
Along with some taunts that slide
Does it mean I miss him?

When the day he comes I prepare
His laundry upkeep that was haywire
The cuisine that he misses else where
Am I really missing him so much?

Thank God, we are just weeks apart
Not like some, miles and years apart
A revelation does come from this thought
Yes, I do miss him very much.

Should I cry or laugh?

Sindhu called from college. " Amma I am not quite well. Am heading home. Am in Dadar station. Will be home"
"Ok. Come, I would get your lunch ready" said I.
Plans rolled up in me about what to make. Together came this question whether I should have asked her to take a cab and travel safe. Anyway she has already taken the train.
Was in the midst of chanting, hence finished the round and went up to cook.
Dialled her number to check where she has reached and how she felt. She didn't pick up. Called again. Didn't pick up. Called again. Not taking. Now started feeling little worried, why she should not be picking up phone. Made some 10 futile attempts and went to whatsapp to see whether she is online. Texted her, yet no reply.
Kept calling non stop now. Called up hubby to say this is what it is. He said, (What would he say but to keep trying) "when she picks up call or reaches home inform me."

Sent a lot of prayers though praying for asking something was against my principle. Was getting worried.
But I can't get frantic. Balance is the rule of the mind. Should apply that right? SO thought if at all she gets too sick to walk or something (worst scenario) some soul would definitely help her and help me too, by connecting her to me. Where has my faith gone? Reaffirmed that Krishna my pet Lord wouldn't let anything wrong happen to my daughter if I believe He is my Protector.

Such varied emotions whirled inside me, but sure it did silence me, with whom would I anyway share this. I would only share the worry and leave them permanently worried about Sindhu.

Lot of things and with this worry, the green leafy vegetable got cleaned and cut nicely and was getting cooked along with other dishes for lunch, when this girl calls me from the door... Amma..

Relieved yet exasperated emotionally.

My greeting tone made her sense something sore. She took out her phone and saw 30 odd missed calls from me. She smiled and said," Amma after the recent mobile lost incident, I don't walk or travel with mobile in  hand, I put it inside the bag"

I didn't know whether to chide or acclaim her. To be a mom, is like solving a Chinese puzzle.

How a soul bid farewell!

The faithful heart beat for my father
When lungs couldn't breathe any further
Doctors struggled their best to hold on
But the soul was prepared to move on

The hardships of the body machine
He tried enough to combat and clean
But who knows it was the final fight
That day he gave up the long wait

"Either get me well or take me back,
I can't take so much physical attack"
He implored The Divine Mother
Whose service alone did he bother

All the clairvoyance he wanted
Let him down and that taunted
Then did he get the ultimate call.
If the body cannot work for the soul

If the body is not fit to complete
The soul's task in this planet
It will leave that weak body
And choose another to embody

This was his message at last
No desire to catch this body fast
There was this preparedness, in sight
That set him forth to his final flight

Whom he is leaving behind,
He forgot to calculate and find
Who might miss his love and care
Not even for them he took in air

Abundant joy he bore
His heart open to the core
Feeling so strong and secure
That people around will cure

Heaviness of breath he showed
Led the doctor shake and dread
He said " ITS UNEASY" of his discomfort
I didn't know he told only to depart

I didn't know it was his last word
Little restlessness, not very hard
He went to silence to fight the last bit
He was not in pain, at his last minute

His heart fought like a loyal soldier
With all the support from exterior
But, the divine peace that he smelt
At the Heaven's threshold he settled

The disdainful pain is no more
No more will the strange eyes stare
Soul constricted in the fragile body
Is now free to reach its next destiny!