Monday, 23 March 2015

Happiness!



I look at my kid...the innocence seems to spill over. The ethereal beauty of his face, his yearning of coming close and playing with me (till eternity).......ohh my, when he sleeps, his embrace - the magical touch of his says so many things; the sense of protection that he feels - anything and everything, demons, witches, and even his mama that come his way - baba is the sentry, who will build an impregnable wall around him, redirecting everything away.....I pocket HAPPINESS.

The other day, I asked him -  what do you like in me? He didn't even bat his eyelids to generate the impromptu answer: baba, I love everything of you. I hugged him tight, tears moistening my eyes.....I pocket HAPPINESS

He overhears, and could only distill that baba wants to get into some school by the name IIM. Every night, before dozing off, he would say -  baba, mark my words, your dream will come true. I would pat him gently, laughing to myself - Innocence is bliss. When I received the final admit, overjoyed I took him in my lap and spilled the news. He didn't show much excitement, and matter of factly said he knew it would happen. A bit wary, does this kid even know what and how much it takes to get into IIM? Smiling, I asked him, how could you be so sure? He with his casual promptness showed so much of assertion in responding to this: "Everyday, I told god, who resides in my heart, give my baba the thing which he wants because my baba is too good, and god if you don't, I will break my friendship and won't allow you to reside in my heart". I hugged him tight, tears trickling down....I pocket HAPPINESS.

10 comments:

  1. A child brings happiness in our lives. Beautiful post.

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    1. Thanks Saru! So glad, you stopped by.

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  2. Beautiful...lyrical...you are good as always, susmit! :)

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    1. Thanks for the encouraging words, Panchalidi! They mean so much.

      Btw, whenever I start feeling yes, I'm writing good...I stop over to your blog, immersing myself in those myriad, poignant word plays....I come back to senses, there's so so much to learn.

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  3. Beautifully written ..Loved the line "....I pocket Happiness" refreshing and sweet how you pocketed it !

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    1. Thanks for the nice words, Kokila!

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  4. This is so sweet ... loved it :-)

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    1. Thanks Amrit! It's always sweet to hear those nice words, esp from you.

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  5. This is so moving. The love and faith of a child is so pure, so overwhelming.

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    1. Thanks Susie! So true, together with you...

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