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Doing everything for better or worse... It is loud or may be terse.. Trying to make peace with everyone.... Paying it with all my fun .... Sometimes willingly sometimes unwillingly being with everyone so nice .... walking precariously on a thin ice....... Amita Joshi

 A place in my heart that I was oblivious of.... A place in my heart that i doubt existed or was a way far off... Where was it tucked away in my heart I wonder... Or is it that just my heart has grown larger and bigger...  The world was already complete for sure....... But how I thank you for coming with this allure.... Still rue to push your arrival on the fence..... We have lost count on our blessings with your divine presence.... Between us and our dreams,you reduced the distance  how beautifully you bent them into reality.....the feelings are immense  So small yet you taught us what the bliss is about We only thank our stars and this shows on us aloud.... Happy 4 month birthday beta ... God bless you....

From the books of my eyes, you could read between the lines However stubborn was the darkness Ample was the sun ample were the shines.. The melancholy that never goes, Strangely though you are ever more ..so very close .... The day you went far apart.... Was the day that we couldn't actually part... A part of me went with you....a part of you left with me.... And the death stopped to threaten me anymore of you going away from me... Feeling you in distress, Looking for you in happiness..... Still it is you....who pulls me out of this mess... I keep falling into this hole that your departure had created..... I still look for you....like I have always waited.... So much to do, so much to be done... Who will sail me through......you know that you are the only one...... Happy father's day Papa Amita Joshi 

To all the women who are proud moms to daughter or son To all the women who are still  trying to be one To all the moms whose babies are successful, To all the moms who still sees the glass half full, To all the moms who have faced the miscarriage, To all the moms who left their babies alone to manage, To all the moms outliving their babies and running in endless circles, To all the moms raising hell to witness bleak miracles. You define the love to infinity and beyond You create the same like the magic of a wand.... Amita Joshi

Today is national girl child day.Just wonder if there is any day that says 'National Boy child day'.Hmmm..this seems to be  absurd ...Right????What is the need to limit the  celebrations to a single day if they starts right from the day a boy is born. Definitely poor boy child has done nothing wrong that he should be deprived of any such privilege but you see nobody feels the need for it  The family tree of almost all the Indian families is unblessed with the people of this mentality that they will justify the need of a boy child . There are many daughters in law in the Indian society who suddenly becomes proud owner of  superiority complex after giving birth to a male child. Ofcourse they have their own reasons . 'Ajkal ka zamana kharab hai betiyan secure nahi hai'..This is one of the safest cover for parents not to want a girl child ......Arey mishap can occur to anybody..... Accidents have occured to boys too but I wonder how many couples have developed aversions ...

 Make me unworthy of your hard refusals.... let me breathe through the air of your blessings.... Shower myself with the light of your glory.... Let this favour  be a turning point of my story.... Make this wrath on me be a little mild .. Begging for your mercy  helpless is your child..... The life which we crave for is a mere moment for you my god!!! Let me live a lifetime of eternity in that moment ...in that moment Amita Joshi  

Confronting myself in this fight... Leaves me helpless sans any light... The pride that I once took on, is subtly reduced to  the pity that I do on myself Searching for the happiness and it's being.... that for sure is a far far thing.... nothing can bring  mitigating effects..... In my pain ,my karma reflects. this isnt that I asked for .... but could do nothing to stop it for sure.... The pain that you endured.. The pain that got me unwilling ly allured  Has something eerie about that.. That it doesn't affect anymore Confronting the pain right in the eye.... Will make its existence certainly die.... Heading to the tunnel in the search of light... Yes I am on for a tough fight....for a real tough fight... Amita Joshi