Brutal…

 It’s only those moments that I can remember and try to relive… stay well my love…

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There cannot be another version of 

You, Us or These togethernesses ….

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What Do You Want, S? The Question That Doesn't Leave....

What Do You Want, S?

A question that lingers in my mind,
“What do I want?”
and a voice that echoes back,
“What do you want, S?”

I lean towards him, seeking warmth,
unsure of what I need,
but in that moment, I breathe.

I wrap myself around the frame,
uncertain of what it gives,
yet that is where I find solace.

I clutch a thousand questions,
answers still unknown,
and yet, I cannot name what I want.

I know you fear to touch
what’s already broken,
but trust me...

it is you who heals the pain,
it is you I reach for before words,
it is you I speak to in silence,
it is you I once promised to,
and it will always be you
I will look into.

I still do not know the answer
to your “What do you want, S?”
But I do know this,
it is only you who can hold
the weight of my worry,
for now.

The Strength of Today: A Mother’s Promise.

                 Since the day I carried them in my womb, the instinct for their cuddles and their clinging grew stronger. As the days passed, the bond evolved from a mother to a friend. I fondly embraced the transition from being called “Mamma” to “Mom,” and at times even “Bruh." :)  Gbro and Vbro fit so perfectly into the warmth of my arms that, in the blink of an eye, they outgrew my lap.

From late-night worries and tears to late-night dinners and conversations, I feel fortunate to have given them the freedom to speak, to sit, and to simply breathe. I take pride in earning their trust and being their one-stop place for anything that mattered.

As time passed, they began to nurture the values once instilled in them. They found their own ways to steady themselves, yet I remained their quiet, constant place to return to. With every passing day, we grew closer and found comfort in each other.

It was in these moments that Vbro would sometimes cuddle and cling as if he was carrying worries he couldn’t put into words. Then you stepped in, helping me find the confidence to draw those worries out of him. With a voice so fragile and a touch so strong, he finally spoke:

“Missing him isn’t my choice, it’s my fate. He stood for Gbro, but now I don’t see him anywhere. He cheered for Gbro, but now the echo feels empty… Seeing you stand alone, is hard.”

I am thankful I did not wait for tomorrow to have this conversation as I always believe in the present. Future isn't something I can see, better live now, better communicate now, better breathe now... Tomorrow does not exist is all I know.

I comforted him and, in doing so, reassured myself: no matter what comes our way, I will stand for both of them for the both of us, as their dad and their mom.

I cannot erase the emptiness, but I promise to fill it with the pride and joy they deserve. Promises have always been the hardest for me to make, but this time, I made two. I know how scared I am, but I cannot let another hurdle pull me under.

I will stand by you, no matter what....be your cheerleader, as I always was for him and for you. Maybe a little more this time, and always beyond.

Every speck Speaks

Every speck I pick detours me into familiar frights.

I try my hardest to rezone my muscle and memories,
but it feels as if reverse is next to impossible.

I keep reminding myself “it is possible”.
Alas, the thought fades when another speck appears.
Each one reminds me of the ghastly corridors
I wish we had never stepped into,
robbing the world of its earlier charm.

I so deeply wish to cherish only the fond,
but still, another speck drowns me.
Overwhelmed, I am buried under the to-do lists,
burdened by aches and quiet burns.

I wish it were you guiding me through,
and I know you are, from somewhere I can’t see.
But how long I can travel this road, I do not know.

They tell me they’re only a call away,
but I cannot bear the thought
of someone else picking that speck for me.

So I will gather myself, breath by breath; each one arriving with pauses, unknown, uneven… “but I will”..

Jao Indravadan Jao :(

 Episode 63, SvsS-Season1

poori hui teri zindagi, chalna padega aaj

dharti se lejane tere praan, aaye hai swayam Yamraj :(

Hard to believe that the episode which once filled our family room with roars of laughter truly happened.
You’ll always be remembered for your impeccable comic timing, infectious humor, and that unmistakable touch of mischief.

From “Guzar Gaye Popat Kaka” to “Mare Aapke Dushman (Ghar Ke Bahar Wale)” there isn’t a single episode we haven’t watched and rewatched with laughter.

Now that both the Naradmunis are on a different planet, I hope you continue to spread joy and laughter wherever you are.

Keep the joy alive till we meet again 🙏

❤️Whisper of Care❤️

Wrapped in warmth, he held me softly;

firm enough to keep me close,
Yet gentle enough to let me go.

My heart sank with a silent tear,
A droplet that never fell, yet spoke of how deeply he cared.

It was no mere caress,
but care itself;

steady amid the thunder of a trembling heart.

Affection, quiet as dawn,
Soothing the storm within my sea.

The pearl upon my lashes
and the calm that followed;
Both born in the same breath,
as though the moment was written
to remind me of who I am.

His embrace was freedom’s touch❤️
A tender bond that set me free.
He brushed the strands from my face,
as though sweeping sorrow away,
& in a whisper said, “You deserve more.”  

You are the Sparkle of my Eyes!!