Second Moms 😊

Delhi roads are full of young girls carrying babies on their hips. They are second Moms to these infants. They seem to be taking care every need of theirs in the most efficient manner.

My heart goes out to these young ‘Moms’ who are just kids themselves but already have huge responsibility on their little shoulders.

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The Gift of Memory πŸ’•

A parakeet amongst the Croton plant 😁
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A thoughtful gift by a friend brings back a memory of the time when a parrot walked into our home with an injured wing.

We nursed it to health, my mom and I. It made our Croton plant its home and as it got better it started chirping from somewhere within the colorful foliage in our living room 😊. It was a delightful song he sang and a blessed sight to spot it, content amongst the giant Croton plant.

Then one day, when he was healthy enough, he took wing, taking a bit of our heart with it and leaving behind a residue of chillies and fruits inside the pot that was his home for some months. 😁

Hope you lived a good life visitor bird. And remembered us with the same fondness, as we do you … ❣️

A Mysterious MorningΒ 

 When fog descends, it obliterates all features that one is familiar with, the same old landscape becomes mysterious, captivating and enchanting. The swirling mist reminds one of stories written by  Ruskin Bond in the hills of Mussoorie. 
I enter the fog to reach a fish pond where the fish wait patiently to be fed. When i look back there is no home, just a blank wall of fog! 

Such days happen a few times in the Delhi winter and when they do..they infuse the being with a chilling excitement