Heavy eyes full of sleep
willing to sleep a little longer,
but responsibility beckons her…
She was once a child,
free from all worries,
then she became
a daughter, a bride,
a daughter-in-law and a wife,
taking duties and responsibilities
one by one…
And now she is a mother,
she gets up at four in the morning
to set everything right
for every family member,
rejoicing to fulfil their needs
with whatever she has…
She has learnt it all from her mother
and the faith imposed
and responsibilities delegated
by her mother in-law,
she has done her own value addition
and quality improvement
to make the transition complete…
She has now consolidated
what she has achieved,
the bundles of hopes
and responsibilities,
it’s now time to delegate them
one by one…
She marries her son off
and hands over her mantle
to her daughter-in-law,
thus laying the bricks
of another transition
one by one
to facilitate creation
of a new chapter of history,
before becoming herself
a part of history…
–Kaushal Kishore
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Beautiful
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Thank you 😊
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Aum Shanti
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Life’s cycle with changing roles so important and source of happiness
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Well said, my friend! Thank you!
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Such a perfect description Kaushal🙏 🤍
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So glad you liked it. Thanks so much 🙏💐
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Reblogged it on “my written world”
Thanks for the appreciation poetry
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Thank you so much for sharing and appreciating it.
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Pleasure
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You captured it perfectly 🪷
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So happy to hear that. Thanks 🙏
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Your posts always move me in some way, KK, but this one has found a special place in my heart for I can truly relate to the roles of daughter, sister, wife, daughter-in-law, mother, mother-in-law and now grandmother. No one really knows or appreciates the loving sacrifices women make except women themselves but you were able to put yourself in their shoes and see through their eyes for this exceptional poem. Thank you, my dear friend, for this marvelous tribute.
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Thank you, Nancy, for your appreciation that certainly means the world to me. This poem has been inspired by my mother, who left for heavenly abode two and half years ago. From the very infancy, I have seen her managing difficult situations as a homemaker. That’s why I often write about her or about other mothers like her, as I believe all mothers are more or less like her. Thanks once again for your kind words 🙏💐
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Lovely memories of your dear mother. 🌹
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Thank you, Kaushal, for the inspired by your beloved mother a tribute to women’s importance in the family’s happy life. And your wonderful mother is already
the immortal part of your family history.
Joanna
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You’re so right, Joanna, whenever I see her in my dreams, I tend to write about her. Thank you for eulogising her. She must be blessing you from wherever she is.
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Thank you, Kaushal, and you are welcome, as always.
Joanna
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The legacies of the heart of selfless love passed on. No greater gift to nurture, develop and share. Beautifully done, Kaushal. Your words moved me to tears…of joy. Bravo!!
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I’m deeply moved by your touching words and deep reflections. I agree with everything you have so stated. Thank you, Suzette, from the bottom of my heart 🙏💐
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My thanks to you Kaushal. Blessings.🙏
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Beautiful cycle of love and emotions shared.
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So true! Thanks so much!
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I love the way you portray the passing of the torch from one generation to another, learning from and building on their foundation 💞💞💞
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This is the way the world progresses, nothing stops, and generations keep coming and going. Thank you for appreciating the piece 😊💖💖
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Lovely as always Sir. Among all the odds n molds in each of her role, she’s more beautiful powerful with motherhood n the ornament of the child’s Smile. She can walk millions of miles thru it to get the success.🥰
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Ornament of the child’s smile- so aptly mentioned by you, Suma! Yes, that’s the hope and strength of a mother. Thank you for reading and sharing your wonderful thoughts 😊💐
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Lovely optimistic view of role shifting by a woman who appears happy and willing to assume each of these roles in turn. Many are not so happy or so willing–some run away and others do it begrudgingly. Despite my grumpy remarks, it is a touching poem.
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Thank you, Pat for your kind comment. I agree with you, it happens, exceptions are always there, but exceptions don’t make a rule.
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You’re very kind, but we already know that
😇
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Wow. So beautifully crafted. Love this, KK. Brilliant as always💕
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Thank you, Grace, for always being there to support me 😊💗
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Truly my pleasure.💕
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You have beautifully captured the heart of a mother KK and then lengths we go to assure our brood has the best possible life. Lovely! 💞
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So true, Cindy, irrespective of whether broods appreciate it or not. Thank you for being an outstanding mother 💕💕
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Marvelous piece!
Great words of appreciation for those who do their work right.
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Thank you so much for your kind words of appreciation!
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My pleasure!
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Women are wonderful wonders on earth. Great poem about womanhood
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You’re absolutely right, Lam! Thanks so much for sharing your thoughts.
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Thank you for sharing
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Reblogged this on attis.
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Thank you 😊
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Love this KK!
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Thanks so much, Belladonna!
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Aww the destiny of a woman, a mother and so beautifully told, until she takes her part in the larger family history. I love that you chose this subject, that every mother no matter in what culture will understand it. Beautifully thought and written out Kaushal…You captured the beautiful continuity.🌹
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Thank you, Karima, for such a deel reflection and touching words. I appreciate you and your thoughts. In fact, it’s a tribute to my loving mom, and when I remember her, I feel and hope that all mothers are like her.🙏💐🥀🌹
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This is actually a reality. It celebrates every woman, young or old.
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Thank you, Eunice, for such a beautiful thought.
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You are welcome.
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