wildrose

I have an other side. Another fleshy, meek side A side of love, care and warmth A side of tears, cries and whispers That side smiles, whines and exclaims Its raw and not puffed up.. The path to reach that side Is love and …only love.

At the end of every day this is what I feel.. I don't belong to anyone And none belongs to me...

I belong to the market place I belong to the ruthless I belong to the downtrodden I belong to the heartbroken My eyes refusing to see the color My ear refusing to hear the merriment My mind refusing to be the elegant My heart refusing to sense the pleasure I belong to the valley; I belong to the mountain I belong to the desert; I belong to the wilderness I belong to the old, I belong to the orphan I belong to the abused; I belong to the rejected… Oh I see only the tear and the bruise I hear only the cry and the groan I comprehend only the fray and the ugly I sense only the sorrow and the pain..

Today is my mom's birthday and there are no words to express how much I miss her. She went home to be with the Lord almost 3 years before.When she was living, I never thought, not even in my wildest imagination that I will be without my mom at a very young age itself. So I just took her role in my life as granted and never expressed my love, care, respect and affection for which I am deeply regretting . My regret is for the thoughts I had that time, procrastinating my duty to show my love and affection to my parents. I always thought a time will come, when I can repay all the love and care they showered on me. In fact, both my parents didn't wait for that, they both died much before the specified time I kept for honoring them. This pain of mine is an intense call to every child, to honor your father and mother, no matter how old you are, where you are, what situation you are in.... As the Bible urges us in Exodus 20:12, "Honor your father and your mother, that your day...