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Tuesday, 22 October 2013

100 Words on Saturday – 7

I knew it was my last day there


When did I grow up?
 Why only I have to leave?
Is it the end
Or a new beginning?

What kind of a love is this?
 that needs me to leave
My old Loves behind..
 But do I have to?

As I walk down the steps
 I am hesitant
Now that the day has come
 I don't want to!

As I look back at him
 Blurry eyed
Can see him smiling
 With tears in his eyes.

As he walked towards me
 Hugged me, Blessed me
Whispered in my ears "Be happy, Always"
 I knew it was my last day there


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Tuesday, 8 October 2013

100 Words on Saturday – 6

By the time Diya looked up from her desk all she could see were empty cubicles.  Looking at the parking area from her 6th floor window a sense of foreboding came upon her.

She quickly took her purse and started towards the lift. As the elevator landed she ran towards her car, banged the door shut, was about to start the engine when she heard a banging at the window.  
She hesitated but speeded away.

As the man stood holding her purse he was sad but not bewildered to see such paranoid reaction from women every once in a while.

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Thursday, 19 September 2013

My thoughts...

This has been plaguing my mind for quite some time now. Whenever I see mothers who have left their jobs to look after their little ones at home, I do feel a twinge of guiltiness seeping into my heart.. thinking whether I did the right thing.

Am I a bad mother in leaving my bubba at the nursery at only 1 year of age?
Will my bubba turn up fine when she grows up?
Is she missing something by me not being able to spend more time with her?

I must say I and my bubba did struggle a lot in the initial stages..she was falling sick quite frequently...I could not leave her at the nursery with the image of her crying stuck in my heart.

The pressure and guilt became so much that I left my job and spent time with her so that she can get used to the nursery and once I felt that she is happy I looked for another job a bit closer to home. Luckily I got one that gave me enough flexibility in working hours and holidays.

And I must say that now she actually looks forward to going to the nursery. She enjoys the company of the staff and other kids of her own age. She is doing lots of activities and learning a lot too.
And I am also happy in the sense that my bubba is happy and being looked after well and I can goto work without worrying about her.

Having studied so hard and devotedly, I also know that I am fiercely independent, not working is not an option for me. I just hope I am setting up a good example for her.

But still that guilt nags me and is bleeding my heart little by little....

( I know I have rambled on as usual...but then I have got a valid reason to do so as its Free Write day on Write Tribe )

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