The Sweetness of Innocence

The innocence in their ways in
.....thinking how old they would be when the sun would form a black hole
.....talking of the multiple careers they would take up in the morning and the evening or alternate days
...... laughing about the faces people made while posing for old photographs, 
..,...playing World Cup Grand Finale with two of their friends (2 kids each forming the entire cricket team for a      
        country)  
......crying when they lose a game of carroms or chess
......claiming themselves to be the characters from Ramayana/Mahabharata
.......calling their fish by the names of renowned swimmers and athletes
.....these unoffending and untainted actions of my little duo add smile to the otherwise dull days and reassure me that life is beautiful and free of hypocrisy!! They lend me confidence that it's okay to let loose the conscious effort to align myself with the ways of world, push everything aside for some time and lose myself in their sweet and angelic world!! Touchwood!!

Art Assignment

In an attempt to let him miss us lesser and kill the free time better....while we would be off on a vacation, myself and my kids left him with 20 art and craft assignments to nurture and encourage his interest. My children termed it as 'holiday homework for naanna' (i totally loved the name)!! After coming back, this is what we found ( the one and only....that was completed).... Three of us are extremely proud of the good work....but can't overlook the other 19 sheets that are still empty!!

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On a Full Moon Night....At the Shore!!

As I sit down to forget all my grief,
The waters caress my feet with the soothing touch....
Whisper softly, 'Keep watching my wavy mischief,
And leave alone the worldly matters as such!!'

Calmed down by its motherly advice,
I try to scribble a name on the sands,
As quick as my kids, it wipes away the letters,
Irked by the act, I lift my head..only to see this....

The silvery shimmer of the moonlight,
Glistening over the waters of the beach,
As they ebb and tide to turn milky white,
Froth and gulp-in whatever is in their reach!

Mindlessly, I try to figure out whom to give away the night's crown...
Does it go to the moonshine that is skillfully rafting over the sea in a rhythm?
Or the sea that is running down the aisle like a bride in a hurry, wearing a flowy white gown?
Nah! It completely belongs to me...for being here once again at the right time!