She can be Forever #TheWomanThatIAm #RRxMM
She can be Forever #TheWomanThatIAm #RRxMM
A small poetic tribute to Womanhood
She can be just a moment
And then She can be Forever
She can be your Words,
She can be your Sight,
She can be your Sword,
And then she can be your Flight…
She can be the infidel Fun,
She can be the loyal Skeleton,
She can be the darkness of Black hole,
And then She can be the lines of Fortune…
She can be the pink every Day,
She can be the blue once a Week,
She can be the red once a Month,
And then She can be the rainbow Forever…
She can be your unquenched Lust,
She can be your unrequited Love,
She can be the twist of Tyranny,
And then She can be the fulfilled Destiny…
She can be the scattered Clouds,
She can be the untamed Storm,
She can be not yours this Time,
And then She can be yours each Lifetime…
She can be the sweet Heart,
She can be the bitter Heartbreak,
She can be an astute Mind,
And then She can be the divine Soul…
She can be the chaotic Noise,
She can be the flute of Life,
She can be many inane Questions,
And then She can be all your Answers…
She can be a venomous Snake,
She can be a chirpy Bird,
She can be a fearless Lioness,
And then she can be your first second third…
She can be a granule of Sand,
She can be the entire Desert,
She can just be an Atom,
And then She can be the entire Univerrse…
She can be the Blindness,
She can be the Vision,
She can be the Destruction,
And then She can be the Motivation…
She can be the coldest Iceberg,
She can be the glaring Sun,
She can be the ever loving Daughter,
And then She can be the daring Son.
She can be the first Date,
She can be the last Mate,
She can be the season of Hate,
And then She can be your only Soulmate…
She can be the ageless Madonna,
She can be the mesmerizing Diana,
She can be the friendly Merissa,
And then she can be the Mother Teresa…
She can be the flower of Youth,
She can be the shower of Love,
She can just be a moment,
And then She can be Forever…
A small appreciation for the women of my life
A man is the summation of all the women he meets, greets and lives with throughout his life. If not for a mother’s amniotic fluid and blood, he would never take form. If she doesn’t feed him, he might not survive. If it is not for a sister one would never understand the joy of losing a fight…if it is not for a lover one would never understand the meaning of a soulmate. If it is not for a wife then one would never understand the meaning of an organised home and if it is not for a daughter one would never experience the supreme form of happiness.
If it was not for my mother, I wouldn’t have been there. I was born dead…but I believe that the only thing that got me back was my mother’s unflinching trust and faith in that almighty superpower.
She has been the perfect inspiration, been the ideal role model. Her innumerable and immeasurable sacrifices has been an example for how to let go…how to just focus on deeds without expecting anything in return. She is a Phd. and yet she sacrificed a fruitful career for the fruits she bore. She let go of her present so that we can have a better future.
Her discipline and hard work taught us the real meaning of those words. She still reads more than me. She has more educational degrees than all my siblings combined together and somehow still manages to stay rooted.
She taught us during our school days more than our teachers and I feel that’s the reason why I can write. She scolded me, may be, more than required, but today I realise that always was meant to keep me in check.
There is no word that I write that doesn’t go through the scanning eyes of my sister. I dread her but still I can’t live without her feedback. We can’t literally stay quiet sitting in a room together but the heart always longs to be around her. She is the reality check to my self-obsessed egg-head.
Since this is a tribute, would love to thank all the female friends I bonded with over the years, who are all beautiful in their own unique way. For they taught me how to behave when around a lady. They took away my inhibition and being with them gave me so much self-confidence. If it was not for those heartbreaks, I would have never learnt some wonderful lessons.
Even this and the previous blog hop wouldn’t have been possible without a woman. My co-host’s super effort instilled confidence in me that we too can take on this humongous task.
If I continue writing on every woman that I know, I am sure will end up writing till the end of the hop but the post won’t be complete. The Man that I am is because of all the Women of my life.
Manas ‘Sameer’ Mukul