This innocent face was sitting there on the footpath.I wanted to scoop him and get him home.did not have the courage…his mother did not remember his name…i hope he does and one day is proud of it….
I am a mother and it is natural for me to fear for his future.however, i really do not think too much bout it.Is it wrong? well, i really don’t think it is..
it is his future and he should ideally be the one to decide.
however i will hold his hand now and show him the path.
like a gulmohar sapling,i will nurture him.
tomorrow he will be his master.i want my son to be carefree,emotional,creative,human and more than that a good person from within.
i do not want him to make any woman cry.i want him to feel for others.i want him to be a whacko like me.
all the above and more are what i want…what will he want.. only time will tell and i shall gracefully accept it….
if he falls i might lend him a hand or might let him get up on his own…all it takes is a bond to prosper from today to tomorrow and that thought is too young.just like my son.
when i look at him i smile,i scream at him and melt at his innocent face…i cannot think of him as a grown up with issues.
for now i am content with his today….i am happy,happy and proud to be the mother of akshat the certified brat…