My Little Sunshine!
My Little Sunshine!
My dear Sunshine,
You know, Delhi NCR has been shrouded in a thick uncanny layer of fog for almost the last fifteen days. You know this extreme Delhi weather and you know how your Maa loves the winter, all the warm clothes and the sumptuous delectable food and how she claims where is the chill…it still isn’t cold!!
Well this is so your Maa, isn’t she!
But then this post is about my 🌞 Sunshine, someone who flickers in the dense fog, who can sweep away the dense fog and shine like the sun in my life. Since when you are almost a big girl, I’ve stopped writing to you because most of the time you so get me, there isn’t much to be written or spoken about. You know after your birth, since we watched you growing up, both me and your father hardly ever felt the need for a second child. Yes, we might have been selfish thinking about health, career, and finance and depriving you of a sibling. But also, we were so happy, so complete and so gloated over you, we hardly felt the need for another baby. Yes, agreed we did not bring in the incompleteness of your upbringing in this rather we thought about ourselves and given the circumstances we were almost justified. But nah, this post isn’t about confessions and justifications either. This is about a teenage girl growing tall by the day in front of our eyes, with eyes that sparkle, with a smile so simple that takes our heart away and a being so innocent for the world which scares the hell out of us!
No, you have not achieved anything extraordinary or done anything exemplary as yet. Yes, you write beautiful poems, read a lot, and articulate beautifully. Yeah, you don’t wish to excel in exams and love to be lazy, and laid back may watch iPad and skate the whole day! Then what is it which makes you my sunshine… because you are my daughter! Nah! Because of a soul in making, because of a beautiful mind and simply because of the elation generated by the demeanour of mischievous eyes, the gossipy smile and at times care and compassion… when you understand Maa like nobody else!
When you know Maa isn’t well when you know Maa isn’t her chirpy self when you hardly have any demands when we hardly find you whining. I will confess I am much of a whining nerd than you ever were. When Maa goes overboard arguing with your grandpa grandma, sometimes a steady voice breaks me off with her reproachable ‘Maa’! My little sunshine, well not so little anymore.
Believe me nuptial ties, and kids weren’t much of my cup of tea, and most of the things in my life were preceded by peer pressure! In fact, being a mom did seem overrated to me at times! I mean motherhood could not be the essence of my life…yet when I see a living, breathing, shining human who is a product of my womb, my heart swells with pride, and sunshine dazzles my eyes!
My dear sunshine …you made me fall in love with you! The tough exterior was invaded and you showed me a totally different aspect of me where I am your Maa, where I feel so proud of you without any valid reason most of the times like all other moms!
We just so love you, stare at you with Bluetooth headphones loaded in your little head, skating madly through our living room, laugh silently at those teenish rebels, enjoy thoroughly your school gossip when you care to share!
Your light makes our day…and your crystal-clear eyes get rid of the fog we are engulfed in!
Remain my sunshine my love till you fly off with your wings and the empty nest gnaws at our soul day and night!
Love
Yours Maa
Soma Bhattacharjee
