I remembered you tonight and then a relentless compulsion made me let you know about it. In the long traverse of this short journey of my life, there has been instances, were seemingly simple things have touched me beyond even my own reckoning. Yes, you took time to call me and heard me. You have distinguished yourself and I am so glad that you did that to me. I am not thanking you; don’t want to diminish myself beyond being small. Some things cannot be repaid and then there is a sanctified bliss in holding some debts for life. The world is a small round place and may be our paths cross again and, I get to give you too the bliss of debt some time in our life

It has been raining relentlessly here since evening. The clouds shedding one by one everything they labored to gather and carried this far. My window has endowed a swathe of seeping waters and their hurry could be heard on rooftops and on everything outside. My landlady was shouting for I kept the door open and stood where the waters touched the ground. My mother always said that I was born at the onset of monsoon, that too very early in the morning. My first screams under the vale of early morning darkness were part of the rain song; and no body heard the sound of my music. Due most to the engulfing magnanimity of nature, and more out of the silence my mother held inside…she named me her ‘Asha’ and later shortened it to ‘Ash’. Rains do pour everywhere, but when they do in my sight, they take me back long over the distances from where my journey actually began or may be they gathered all the waters!



You may wonder so much lexis and you gather nothing. I was vainly trying to see life through my mother’s eyes. Oh! So long and I not many times acknowledged what she did! In the cold of the rains, in the hurl of the winds and in the scare of lightning she grabbed herself to give birth to the leanest of her sons and then later called him her favorite one. Mothers are all unique and a holy lot. No matter what ever they end up doing, I think birth itself is a gift and bringing up is always a soulful prayer in itself. What ever may be the difference of opinions I learned of life and gathered the courage to propagate it as a strength of my convictions; Mother was the shrine, where the heaviness of my pride evaporated in the flickering light of her numerous deeds of care. We still hold lot in difference and defiance, but there is always the longest span, ‘the bridge to a mother’s heart’just a thought away!

I remembered you many times before too, yet kept it to myself. But since you are expecting and must be having that feeling of great acceptance of what ever be the best of God’s gifts! I deliberately made it a point to let you know that you should take care of yourself. Relax a lot and always have good thoughts in mind and good food for you.

I just wish that you keep yourself fine and you be guarded from all fear and agony. Someday we are all beginners and then, once we pass the barrier of fear and immerse ourselves in the waves on the course of our sail, we all will have fulfilled hearts. I pray that with a little help from all you love and abide by, and by the blessings of the God’s, you come out cheerful and make a wonderful mother too.

Take care,

It is me myself…..