Its April of 2019 and Day 17 of A to Z Challenge. I am doing Foreign word/phrase a day and 8 line poem for it.
Word/Phrase: quid pro quo
Meaning: a favor or advantage given in return for something
for a mother,
who bares the pain,
who cooks the pleasure,
who okay’s everything,
who understands unsaid,
for unconditional love,
quid pro quo,
For the poem that is crystal clear, I like the shape that poem has taken. Looks like a little tree of love.
One of my post got featured in Mumbai Mom, where I had shared my experiences about fatherhood (The first one year).
Here is the link for the article:
Fatherhood: A new, hands-on dad reveals some surprising truths
This poem is the lyrical expression of how my mother felt and still feels for me and my wife about our son. I have tried my best to put them down. This is a dedication to the mom’s on the occasion of Mother’s day.
The tiny little hands
When hold mine,
All of my worries,
Just go fine.
His blabbering words,
To call me maa,
Brings down the heaven,
I dance with bliss.
When I see my kid,
I become one,
No matter age,
Still the little one.
His actions bring smile,
His smiles bring more,
The more is always less,
And it is never enough.
The kid is the inspiration,
Kid is the dream,
He keeps my hope going,
Like to the infinity.
This Post is written for the Incredible Blogger Marathon Challenge. The challenge has 10 tasks and this is the eighth one.
IBMC #08: The Nursery Rhyme Challenge is a challenge where we are supposed to pick up a nursery rhyme, use and provide a new interpretation to it. (Check the link for more)
Here goes my prompt:
I have picked up the rhyme:
Twinkle twinkle, little star
How I wonder what you are
Up above the world so high
Like a diamond in the sky
Below is the conversation between a mother and her little son using the same poem.
Twinkle twinkle, my dear star
How I wonder cute you are
I see my happiness in your smile
Rise and shine, high like sky
Twinkle twinkle, mommy star
How I wonder sweet you are
My happiness is all in your smiles
With you along I can touch the sky
Feel free to take up the challenge if interested.
This story is written for Sunday Photo Fiction: 10 May 2015. The task is to write a short story for the supplied photograph.
She was done with daily chores of cleaning, cooking, washing and other stuff and was waiting for her kids to be back. She was about to sit and switch on the TV and her kids rushed back home with excitement. She prepared snacks and tea, asked about their day at school and checked their diary for home work. She asked them to go and play for a while and return back before sunset. She called her husband asking about his work and reminded him to pick up a gift for his sister’s wedding anniversary. The evening seemed calm and pleasant as she stepped out of her home.
She started talking slow steps in her garden. The Mother Nature looked at her, smiled and slowly generated a rainbow. She had her heart filled out looking at the rainbow and kept staring at it. Mother Nature whispered,
“You make every one’s life beautiful. Here is a beautiful evening for you. A very happy Mother’s day! ”
This post is also dedicated to all loving Mother’s on Mother’s day. (Second Sunday of May 2015)
You can read other stories here, by clicking on the blue fellow:
The post is featured in Baggout.com’s Top 14 Short Stories Blog Post of Month (May 2015)!