A mother just as God cannot be described yet can be described in several ways. This poetic description of Mother as penned for the Mother’s Day Edition of The Asian Weekly is just a feeble attempt to narrate what a mother is.
Acceptance of the divine will at the demise of a parent doesn't wipe away the tears but helps in moving forward.
In a love filled cocoon.
The family that’s a boon.
All besides her time and again.
Ulveena smiles looking at them.
She watched over them always.
She’ll watch over them always.
Life is but a breathing space.
Today’s being leaves no trace.
The liberty that she seeks alone.
How we wish she has a clone.
I hug you from a distance of miles.
Dear Ulveena you gave us smiles .
Wishing you a smooth move.
The heart shall cry till we meet.
You call me mad my child But I love you my dear child. When you tumbled and toddled, My hands always fondled. When you injured your little toe And cried in pain, I smiled, I cheered you up and comforted. Hidden from your eyes I cried for your pain For I felt that pain … Continue reading You call me mad!
They were celebrating my dying bit by bit with their cheerful screams and claps. Oh! It was deafening. Here I lay choked up in pain and they appeared passionate over my anguish. I had reached the final stage of my breathing as I heard the bells ringing. These were the bells hanging around the dark … Continue reading DEATH OF HONOUR
Monica (Kenya, Thursday)… THE ENIGMA OF AN EXPERIENCE 26th May dawned upon me as a challenge. I say Challenge as this was an opportunity for us healers to transform an area from fear to being fruitful, from darkness to light, from bitterness to sweetness, from hatred to love and from being dreadful to become a … Continue reading LHSG at Westgate pre opening
WESAK MEDITATION: 04/05/15 Intro: They say where there is a will there is a way. The saying felt so true, when I finally reached Cooky’s house on the 4th for the meditation against all odds. The driver turned up very late and I couldn’t leave in my own car. My Husband Haresh offered to drop … Continue reading LHSG Wesak Meditation 2015
Cancer: the word sounds like a death sentence. However, to be a cancer victim or a cancer survivor is many a times an option one chooses. The suffering is definitely there but there are various therapies and disciplines of life that may help one cope up with the condition.
Sikiladi expresses Pain in its gigantic form and the lessons one learns through one's journey into pain.