Wednesday 30 November 2011

Let me be the wind under your wings


Be a bird, soar up in the sky
Be a drop of water, dissolve in the great ocean of life  
Be a fresh paper, rewrite history as shall you want
Be a smile, a vibrant one as in the rainbow
Enjoy, live to the fullest
Just a simple request to u:
Let me be the wind under your wings
let me be the carrier of your dreams
let me be the ink you write with
let me be the colour palette you need

Monday 28 November 2011

rocking rockstar!!

“Sadda Haq, ithe Rakh…..Sadda Hak ithe rakh …..”
“Ab aap Rockstar ka doosra gaana suniye…….. Jo bhi main kehna chahoon, barbaad karein alfaaz mere…….. Bus itne hi gaane the. Dhanyavaad!!!”, you said these words the moment I picked up the phone. Sitting through the training at my office, listening to ur rendition of your current favorite songs was pure fun and such a refreshing, innocent thing of the day.  I was just smiling; laughing stupidly into the phone… it was my moment of the day J






little footstepsmarching forward to touch the sky..........

"mom, i have to play Happy Birthday song at my school for the FDP (front desk programme), do send in my keyboard tomorrow to school so i can practise....ok , mama?" you chimed over the  phone.

next 3-4 days you took your keyboard with you  and practised at your school.

on FDP day, to my huge surprise  you gave an instrumental rendition of our national anthem 'Jana Gana Mana' with the whole gathering standing up and listening to you.it was your first solo prformance.
your papa was trying to record every possible second of your performance and inking it in his heart as a golden moment. we know many more such moments are yet to come
had i been a balloon, everyone would have seen me bouncing around in my own world and bumping my head here n there.

then on your birthday, you played that sweet song 'I am special, i am special,...... ' and my heart was singing " yes dear, you are truely special. god bless you!"






Friday 18 November 2011

My Sunrise

ur little birth cries
   sent a surge of joy thru' my being
ur first image ..........hung upside down  by gynae doc
      so hilarious to think of now ........
was moment of pure love and fulfillment
      didn't know what to do
just sent out a huge thanx to the divine
        with ur dad screaming...
'itz a boy, itz a boy...'
         to me it sounded ...
itz a joy, itz a joy........
     our labour of love u fulfilled
became the sun of our lives......
       shining the brightest  and the cutuest ....
u little bundle of joy ..........
      i shiver , i tremble with pleasure .........
that feeling of you nuzzling in my arms .............
           oh lord, a million thanks
u've sent your angel to spread happiness and laughter
       in our lives ...in our lives...... in our lives ...........