Strange, how your face seems to morph into mine.......
Your angry words, the look in your eyes - an echo of mine.
Words spoken long ages ago, come back to haunt me, through you.
Now I am on the 'other' side, feeling both fear and love, like every mother -
While you chafe and protest, wishing to break free, break the boundaries that I have extended .....but they are still boundaries.
We re-enact the eternal scene........only the people change; the feelings, the conflicts, sometimes even the words, do not.
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ur work is gud.. great job.. keep going mam!!
This was beautiful! And you're right. They are eternal scenes.
@Durairaj: Thanks:-)
@Shalini: Thank you! It really is strange, you think you are so much more liberal than your parents were, but your children have a totally different perspective!
very nice, meena. beautifully put.
Thank you, Sree!(K or P??)Good to see you here!
everyone becomes their mother eventually no?
lovely lines
Thank you, Cynic! And yes, we do become our mothers eventually (even if we hate to admit it!!).
Tagged you! Check blog for details:-)
the circle gets completed naturally,
@fruitu: Yes, it does, and that is the way it is...Welcome back.Been a long time!
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