This is school time poetry I had read as part of the Syllabii, in all probability, dear baby, you wont read this poem, because the way CBSE is going with its stupid ideas, nothing really will be left of it by the time you get to the age at which I read it.
Anyways I want you to read the poem to understand why I name this chronicle Gulzaman's son. I hope you are able to appreciate the love in the poem and the bond of parenthood.
So, dear baby, this is my conversation with you. I dont know if I will be able to earn as much to give you a comfortable life, I dont know if I will live up to your expectations or if I will be a good parent to you, will be able to keep you from all the prejudices and biases that are existent in our world, will be able to always look at you with nothing but love, but one thing, I am sure - I shall leave you with my thoughts. So you will know, if ever your mother could not be all that you wanted her to be, you will atleast know, why she wasnt the ideal parent.
You might question the utility of it being a blog ... it makes it less private doesnt it? Oh well, your mom is a lazy bum - she has long let go of diaries. :)
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Welcome back to the blogging-world, and congratulations yet again :)
I hope by the time baby Medha is old enough to appreciate blogs, she has plenty more to read here.
soo sweett..
This really is soooo damn sweet...even i want my kids to read all those amazing poems by keki n daruwala, ogden nash, vikram seth like we came across them in our school days...wt a delight. btw, can u pls post the poem here...cant find it :(
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