Poem for my better half - relationship goals

Half slept half dreamy under the quilt

Holding hands and praising the bliss

This cold January night as we lay entwined

My soul surrenders to the melody of your heartbeat

Your tender touch and breath so warm

Seized in your arms with love divine

Your strong embrace healing my soul

The Fragrant essence which leaves me high

Blossomed my heart with those mighty kisses

Untamed and stormy your love so wild

Attached our being with bond so pure

You are my place under the sun

Immortal our love, no storm can perish

This timeless bond! And Blessed we are!.

What kept me busy all this while?

"My Heart Monster"

It was January 2015 when I started this blog. Though I am no expert writer but I did it with great passion and love, never to abandon it. And today I am back here after almost 5 months. Motherhood took over everything in my life. What a rewarding feeling to hold your baby in your arms, it is no less than bliss.

From a full time working woman, right now I am a full time mom on an extended maternity leave. Motherhood is a roller coaster ride. There are moments of happiness and some lowness too. Babies, they want every molecule, every atom of their mothers, they don’t spare even an inch. You have no free time left for yourself. Sometimes even going to the loo seems like a task to be done. You have to hold on and on and on.

I have faced it all from pregnancy complication in last trimester to post-partum depression, issues with breastfeeding, colic baby all this and more with least amount of support. I think mentally I wasn’t prepared or never gave a thought to how life would be after baby. I was just too happy to see myself pregnant after almost a year of trying to conceive.

Things are more sorted now and I have to just fight the remnants of depression from my life. I have to fight that demon called sadness and do things which make me happy and fulfilled.

I have completely lost track of my life, motherhood overpowered me. And now some serious renovation, designing is needed. I want to regain the strength and confidence which is hidden over layers of laziness and some junk. I need to somehow spare few moments no matter how little to ward off boredom and monotony. I am back to my blog and shall stay.

Well it is almost 12 am and my heart monster shall wake up anytime for mid night feed, shall post more about how I faced post-partum depression on my next post. Stay tuned.

‘This post is a part of Write Over the Weekend, an initiative for Indian Bloggers by BlogAdda.’

The Beautiful Bond

Some unspoken words

Some silent whispers

Some caring glances

Some subtle touches

Some and more of love entail our relation

Those eyes which speak of million promises

That heart which beats with thy name

Souls which thou bond with Ram’s blessings

For no force the strongest can break the union.

Karwa Chauth is a festival of love and emotions.  It celebrates bond of respect between husband and wife. Renewing vows of love and companionship is the real essence of this fasting. I have seen couples fasting as well as holding grudges with each other. Expressing love is the real spirit of this festival. No prayer holds importance with any malice in heart. Celebrating fast out of fear that something untoward will happen to your husband does not make any sense. If you want to do it then most important is faith in lord and love in heart. Fear should not hold any place in your life.

The real reason or significance of celebrating should be to promote values, love and respect to nurture the family bond. Seeing the present scenario more is the show off and added stress. The real significance is diminishing. There is always added tussle between generations. The older is not able to bend and newer is sometimes not able to adapt, creating a lot of friction. Both need to understand the real value of customs and traditions and move together. 

"Happy Karwa Chauth Friends"