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Thursday, June 15, 2006

A thought born of a mother ...

My unborn child,

I dont know what colour you would be,
but you would be my rainbow.

7 comments:

Risha said...

yup...I ve hit upon a crux , which will theme a series I m planning to put down.
Well, all that would go into my personal collection of writings :-)

Anonymous said...

Nice blog u hv...

Anonymous said...

Good theme.
keep going as there are souls like us to listen for more..
Good work..

expertdabbler said...

enna theme?
ennai madhiri pamara makkalukkum puriyara madhiri eludina nala irukkum :)

Risha said...

@southpaw , anonymous
Thanks:-)

@prabu karthik
expert dabbleraa irundhukittu yenna eppadi kalaaiykalaama?

monu said...

thats so sweet!!
reminds me of what i heard my sis telling her son
"will you call me mummy or will you call me Amma? You can even call me by my name!
:)

nullity said...

Once again my greetings for those wonderful nutshell expressions...being a mother. what a great experience..i can see great changes in my sisters expressions after she became a mother...the way she used to speak to me earlier was different...i could see the kind of responsibility in her words which cannot be explained in words..this reminds me one thing which i so far didnt record in words..whenever i visit one of my friend who lives in a village, i used to be served with coffee which is prepared from fresh milk.. i had a chance to see the way he extracts the milk from the cow..the calf is tied few yards from the mother..while milking, the expressions in the mother's face is something which will ultimately make you stop drinking milk...thats the milk which it has in store for its child...as soon as the calf is freed, the way it runs and reaches her mother does shows us the bondage between them...just thought of sharing it..