The 21 year old bundle of joy – JYOTHI – True to her name!!!
It’s been 2 decades and a year plus since the time this bundle of joy brought complete joy in our lives. She is the light of our life, a lovely daughter, equally childlike in her heart, full of giggles and a complete tyrant as well (every teenager tries to portray all these qualities I guess).
To be honest, I grew up with her since I got her when I was barely of 21. With the support of my hubby and my parents/in laws, I too grew with her, The child in her and the child in me. She was named Jyothi, Light – just absolutely true to her nature and quality. Very naïve and just simple at heart.
When you are barely of 21 and just understanding the nuances of marriage, here comes the baby and you are taking care of this fragile little thing placed in your arms. When she smiled, I smiled, when she laughed, I laughed, when she cried incessantly, I didn’t know why the heck she was crying. I remember the day when she had her first polio dose. I cried much more than her and the doctor had to ask me to get lost. Am sure the little one would have wondered as to why Mommy cried (lolz).
So here she is… grown up into a matured little kid, definitely more matured than me (I take no credits for it). I no longer have to take up her homework, sew the button of her uniform or iron her stuff. I have retired hopefully temporarily from all that work. That means basically I have time to myself to pursue all the stuff that I once wanted to, but all the stuff that I frowned upon at one point of time, gave me joy for sure now when I think of it.
It was as if there was nothing more to be done, as she was growing up . Simple school related jobs that appeared humongous at one point in time gradually reduced. I still remember the days when I would not tie her pony tail right. She would frown at me and also make a wry face when her white uniform (she was the PREFECT in her school) turned blue (not every day though), thanks to the Robin liquid which I emptied. I can never forget Mondays for sure when the whites did not look like the whites and looked more like the sky blues (lolz).
Activities like covering her books to buying her school stuff, craft paper gradually reduced. God saved me and Maddy as Jyothi was brilliant at every project work most of the stuff that the school wanted her to do. She got all her stuff related to project and did wonderfully at drawing, craft etc and with such finesse. I am still not adept at doing calligraphy and charcoal painting like how she does. Forget me, Maddy still can’t draw a proper straight line without using a scale (hope he doesn’t read this blogpost of mine – Fingers crossed) and if he has, he would agree to this as well.
So here’s wishing you and me a very HAPPY BIRTHDAY KANNA. Love you loads. The very point of writing this blogpost was not to make everyone realize about the love we have for you, but this is just to try and figure out whether I am able to jot down even half of the feelings on paper, The post has a lot of feelings and emotions and just written straight from the heart as always!!!
Remain blessed always and may you keep smiling and being the cute little kid.
Loads of luv
Amma
Om Asato Ma Sadgamaya
Tamaso Ma Jyotirgamaya
Mrutyorma Amrutamgamaya
Aum Shanti Shanti Shantiprin
Rekha,
ReplyDeleteSo beautifully said and as I am going through the same phase, can well relate to you on this... Happy BDay to your dear daughter... May God bless her with the best of life....