Friday, November 19, 2010

My Father



"He didn't tell me how to live;
 he lived, and let me watch him do it."
  Clarence Budington Kelland
My father  is  always an inspiration to me. He always taught me to live life with full enthusiasm. Whenever i was supposed to do anything he was always there to motivate me and support me.


i can never forget an incident in my own life that always inspires me
"Never fear from challenges always face them with confidence and u will easily win over them"
 In my initial studies i was in punjabi medium then came the time to go to hostel in 7th stnd. there i needed to switch to either hindi medium or english he asked me what i wanted i said english he said its good  so opt for english and bought books for me. but latter i got scared to see the lengthy syllabus and before the next sunday i returned the books to canteen.

 When my father came to meet me on parents day i told him that i am going to opt for hindi but he said no u should go for english. i said "i'll fail". he said "doesn't matter u may fail in your session but not in your decisions :) ". These words worked magically and as i had decided to study in english i have done it and never failed even in a single sessional exams :)
main reason  for him to act like that was not that i must study in english but was to ensure that i should make decision wisely and never fear from challenges.

Sunday, October 10, 2010

Me as a mother

Mother:you might have heard a lot of phrases to define a mother. but no phrase can define it completely.
i luv my mumma, i respect her ,i admire her,i am thankful to her for all she did for me n my family but i can never think to repay her and i never want to try even as i cant :)
my bonding with my mom is as every child must have deep to my heart. but sometime her behaviour made me think that she is over caring n so sensitive about me.

Me as a mom: when Armaan born i saw the same relation from other end now i am a mom. i am so much attached to him that i cant bear his single tear. i luv him unconditionally. i may b over caring n sensitive too but i cant help it. i luv to watch all his activities all his progress. when i return home after a hectic day schedule  his one smile refresh me. i forget all my tiredness. when he says mumma i am so overjoyed that words can't explain the feeling,
i am proud to b a mom. as i cant explain only one feeling of a mom  now i understand why mother can not be defined ?
its all natural "God" made mother like this
n all the women on this earth should be thankful to God for being a female as we can b a mom :)
all the men "even if they too love there child" they cant feel same as a mom.