From where I stand today I have become aware of how temporary situations and circumstances are, be it happy or heartbreaking. As though a gigantic time monster stands with his hungry jaws open and bit by bit, before we even know it, everything disappears in its darkness.
DearEST Papa,
Thank you for nurturing me so well, loving me so honestly, hugging me so warmly, and taking care of my needs and wants so graciously. Thank you for letting me talk my heart out and always giving me reasons and logics before instructing or directing me. Thank you for always standing tall for me and not even letting my independent and free spirit know that I was protected.
How did you muster so much love and courage to bring up your daughters, the way you did in the circus of the world where people train their children like pets, where dogmas and tenets weave a thick covering, jacketing the rationality of the mind, where others think for you…? How did you manage to not show us the rocks and stones that lay underneath your hands on which we stepped and marched ahead with our chins up and dreamy eyes looking out?
And when the time came for me to face the callous and ruthless world of “I’s and Me’s” alone, I cried and wept. Many a times I secretly planned to run and hide in your arms and once again just be under the loving umbrella of your care, but time as you know always has a bigger and better plan for us.
Sometimes I blamed you for hiding the nudity of the world and for the love and protection you gave me for I could not fathom the world could have other colors too. I could not accept that love could have bitterness too and friendship can have motives too. When I reflected upon it I realized that if I hadn’t touched the real joy and love in life in you I wouldn’t have believed neck deep in darkness that light exists. I wouldn’t have learnt the essential lessons and I wouldn’t have known the difference. I wouldn’t have known that immense pain is a launch pad to intense growth. And as I travel from being a sapling to a steady tree I want to thank you for laying the right and most loving foundation in me ….
May be one day I shall also be laden with sweet fruits of love and care and nurture my child in a similar way sheltering him from the hot spells yet giving him wings to fly. May be one day I will be able to emit rays of love and embrace the whole universe in a great big hug and may be that day I will be able to seize time.
Lovingly yours
Chutka
DearEST Papa,
Thank you for nurturing me so well, loving me so honestly, hugging me so warmly, and taking care of my needs and wants so graciously. Thank you for letting me talk my heart out and always giving me reasons and logics before instructing or directing me. Thank you for always standing tall for me and not even letting my independent and free spirit know that I was protected.
How did you muster so much love and courage to bring up your daughters, the way you did in the circus of the world where people train their children like pets, where dogmas and tenets weave a thick covering, jacketing the rationality of the mind, where others think for you…? How did you manage to not show us the rocks and stones that lay underneath your hands on which we stepped and marched ahead with our chins up and dreamy eyes looking out?
And when the time came for me to face the callous and ruthless world of “I’s and Me’s” alone, I cried and wept. Many a times I secretly planned to run and hide in your arms and once again just be under the loving umbrella of your care, but time as you know always has a bigger and better plan for us.
Sometimes I blamed you for hiding the nudity of the world and for the love and protection you gave me for I could not fathom the world could have other colors too. I could not accept that love could have bitterness too and friendship can have motives too. When I reflected upon it I realized that if I hadn’t touched the real joy and love in life in you I wouldn’t have believed neck deep in darkness that light exists. I wouldn’t have learnt the essential lessons and I wouldn’t have known the difference. I wouldn’t have known that immense pain is a launch pad to intense growth. And as I travel from being a sapling to a steady tree I want to thank you for laying the right and most loving foundation in me ….
May be one day I shall also be laden with sweet fruits of love and care and nurture my child in a similar way sheltering him from the hot spells yet giving him wings to fly. May be one day I will be able to emit rays of love and embrace the whole universe in a great big hug and may be that day I will be able to seize time.
Lovingly yours
Chutka
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