My Son turned One!


Amidst all the work at office, and chores at home, and times for friends, and love at family a year rolled by since our son was born. Ever since his birth I have noticed a drastic change in my attitude and mindset! Yup, d-r-a-s-t-i-c thats the right word to use here. Every time am angry, when I see his face, with a naughty grin... I lose myself completely. Things that really used to bother me, worries or responsibilities seem nothing before spending a minute with the little bundle of joy. I have witnessed many moments in my life when I felt proud of myself, patted myself (dont ask me how I can do that) and said "good job". There have been moments when friends and parents said "am proud of you". But then the best moment all life, I would say is when I felt the tiny fingers of my son with mine. The first look he gave me and those lovely tears on my eyes.. Though this sounds cinematic, tell me is'nt the filmdom but a reflection of life... Yesterday when we cut the birthday cake(yup, my son and I together) my dad and husband were busy clicking snaps of us, I tried to feed my son with a bit of cake and to everyone's surprise, this little fella picked a bit of icing on the cake and fed me with it... A thousand words went unspoken at that moment... A Momentous moment... Why did it happen to me God.. Thanks again...

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Deekshanya said…
thanks agn Uma.Yup I started blogging recently only.My son's name is Avanish (means lord of the earth pronounced as a-va-neesh)I am from Annanagar.I studied in Vikaasa and Jeevana. Then did college at LDC and post grad at MKU (Palakalai kalagam -nagamalai)!
2:59 PM
கைப்புள்ள said…
//Every time am angry, when I see his face, with a naughty grin... I lose myself completely. Things that really used to bother me, worries or responsibilities seem nothing before spending a minute with the little bundle of joy. I have witnessed many moments in my life when I felt proud of myself, patted myself (dont ask me how I can do that) and said "good job". There have been moments when friends and parents said "am proud of you". But then the best moment all life, I would say is when I felt the tiny fingers of my son with mine. The first look he gave me and those lovely tears on my eyes..//

இன்னிக்குத் தாங்க இதப் படிச்சேன். Really superb. ரொம்ப touchingஆ இருந்தது. உங்க ப்ளாக்கோட பேரு "Why me"னு ஏன் வச்சிருக்கீங்கன்னும் இன்னிக்குப் புரிஞ்சது. Really loved reading each and every word of this post.
2:38 PM
Deekshanya said…
hey,
You wont believe it,I was just going through your old posts too. :) again, and was just awe inspired with your education and writing skills and the way you look at the world.. Gud Job buddy!
-Deeksh
2:48 PM
Divya said…
\"this little fella picked a bit of icing on the cake and fed me with it... A thousand words went unspoken at that moment... A Momentous moment... \"

Really a priceless moment isnt it??
May God bless your son!
7:13 AM
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