Journey Of Motherliness

By Krutika Kotkar

She missed her menstruation,

tenterhook rose, so did her frustration,

now she is on cloud nine,

with the results being positive and new human in line.

A new journey has begun,

each month is precious to everyone.

she is being temperamental,

as each month comes to a terminal.

She is having a c-section

to bring you into this world of action,

though your face is unknown to her,

the love made the pain go blur.

she is awake now,

you cry as she bows,

holds you in her arms,

while her tear fell on your palm.

she touched your tiny soft finger,

your voice turned into laughter.

She gallops from the kitchen to the hall

hugs you tightly in front of all

because you voiced mama for the first time,

her heart melted in the meantime.

You are going to the nursery

she is awful already,

as you don't let go of her pallu,

she waits outside the nursery for you,

oh! what love is she portraying?

You enter university,

she hopes you chose your friend circle carefully,

not that she doubts you,

but she knows how cruel the world is for you?

Your exams arrive,

you worked hard to shine,

she serves you coffee so that sleep doesn't deprive you,

you excel, she is overwhelmed too.

You are now in a different city,

enveloped with her hello and good night sweety.

You say you are fine,

but she knows you've lost your shine,

sending her love in the form of luscious food,

and you realize you were so rude.

She is finding you a groom,

who has light in him and is not so gloom

you tell her that you have already found one

she convinces your dad, and is happy to see you've won!!!.

You call her for every single detail

because you can’t adjust in that jail.

As she helps you through, you realize her worth,

decide not to fight with her henceforth.

You are anxious as you miss your menstruation,

but she arrives to embrace you for this occasion.

makes you realize that as time flies,

motherhood is the greatest feeling, you can't compromise.

Believing that you have the resilience for this new life.

so does your husband as you are his wife?

she departs whispering, that there is no perfect mother

but honey you can always try to be a good mother.

By Krutika Kotkar