Sunday 15 January 2012

Loosing Apron Strings

Tiny chubby fingers uncurl
From older hands...

They move, wider, surer
They reach out, and grasp

That handful of opportunity
That beckons, tantalizingly

Always a measure beyond
Always seemingly unattainable.

And so, they move,
On belly, then on fours...

Raise themselves, at first tentative
But the steps get firmer, surer

Blindly stumbling, falling, rising
Walking, walking, suddenly racing...

All in no Time, while time stands still
They're up, and running, gleefully,

Shouting, cheering, in wild abandon
Throwing the right number on the dice

That will take them a pace closer
To the rungs of the ladder on the board game of life

(And so you throw that number, except that it's loaded :)
And I'm glad, for one, this game isn't just one of chance.)

Oddly bereft, odder still, in relief... :)
I see the light, and though sad, I'm thankful:

The apron strings have loosened... :)


1045 hrs, 15 Jaunuary, 2012

Godspeed Ashwin! Keep flying high, and keep your cheerfulness up, ALWAYS! With all my love :)

7 comments:

  1. Reading this gives me that same all-familiar feeling :)

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  2. Shail, :) I can so imagine. It's tough. But it's beautiful too :) and that is life! Thank you!

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  3. "Shouting, cheering, in wild abandon
    Throwing the right number on the dice"

    Reading this from the other side, that is the parents' perspective, gives me even more insight into what they must be feeling.

    Such lovely writing, leaves a feeling of joy.

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  4. Oddly bereft, odder still, in relief... :)
    I see the light, and though sad, I'm thankful:

    The apron strings have loosened... :)


    Amazing and fluid feeling to this poem.


    Loved this. in all sense and terms of the deepest relationship.

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  5. Aayushi, thank you :) Well yes, there is excitement, and sometimes such emptiness, but that gets filled up with the shared thrill and joy :)

    Soumya, :) :) This is the other side, in utter simplicity, of The Homecoming :) :) Thank you so much!

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  6. The evolution of a child
    is so beautifully compiled
    though the world looks so bad & wild
    the way you want,life, can be styled.

    Ashwin, all the best to you
    and to the mother too. :)

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  7. Thank you Govind, on behalf of Ashwin too :)

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