Trying to understand my Baby girl

Poem on mother

I have so much to learn, she has so much to teach,

Her tiny grasp, & the world still out of reach…

She teaches silently, with eyes that shine like enstatite,

She notices everything acutely, she happens to have a keen sight

How her smile transforms into questions,

How she abhors what dissuades her, with apparent objection,

She’s not easy but intricate

Sometimes I read her like a passage and

Sometimes she is nothing less than an adage…

I wasn’t always strong, but she inspires me to be

She gives me that inconceivable strength

That only superhuman feel…

She trusts me more than I trust myself,

Makes me feel like I have finally excelled …

I don’t know if I was anything before she came,

She has added colours in the monochrome frame…

We will understand each other more,

As life unfolds itself,

Till then we’ll observe each other and try to comprehend as much as we can!

Ⓒ Prakriti Kundaliya

 

Introduction

6/8/2016
Dear Reader,
I am grateful that you took out time to read this blog.
The first post will briefly tell you as to why I am here, and what I plan to achieve from this blog. Despite being an ephemeral writer, I don’t really know how a blog works. I tried it once before but I lost interest. Now that’s not the first time I have lost interest in the things that I claim to love. (No pun intended). Yes, I have a short attention span and I get bored, just too soon, and quickly.
So, because I thought I was wasting time on the unnecessary, I planned to devote time on the essential. Yes, I love to write and I love to shop, also I work in a 9-6 kind of environment where numbers and not words, work. I am partly a marketer and partly an analyst. So, you see I need to belch out my pent up emotions somewhere; but I am sure you won’t get bored. I am everything but boring.
I intend to take you through my impressive shopping experiences, no I won’t do a haul in here; I am barely getting used to blogging, remember? I will post the links of the things that I fancy, a lot of pictures maybe because I’ve heard I have a good taste in clothes, fine wine, and food and of course I write! Also, I would be a stylist, had my parents not forced me to take up something steadier. So get ready to ride on an ‘all things girls love’ kind of a journey which I hope will keep you busy.
Please leave reviews, if you feel it’s worth it! I just embarked on a journey to accomplish the unaccomplished in my life and I am grateful, now you are a part of it.
Yours Truly,
SA Zoya

6/8/2016

Dear Reader,

I am grateful that you took out time to read this blog.

The first post will briefly tell you as to why I am here, and what I plan to achieve from this blog. Despite being an ephemeral writer, I don’t really know how a blog works. I tried it once before but I lost interest. Now that’s not the first time I have lost interest in the things that I claim to love. (No pun intended). Yes, I have a short attention span and I get bored, just too soon, and quickly.

So, because I thought I was wasting time on the unnecessary, I planned to devote time on the essential. Yes, I love to write and I love to shop, also I work in a 9-6 kind of environment where numbers and not words, work. I am partly a marketer and partly an analyst. So, you see I need to belch out my pent up emotions somewhere; but I am sure you won’t get bored. I am everything but boring.

I intend to take you through my impressive shopping experiences, no I won’t do a haul in here; I am barely getting used to blogging, remember? I will post the links of the things that I fancy, a lot of pictures maybe because I’ve heard I have a good taste in clothes, fine wine, and food and of course I write! Also, I would be a stylist, had my parents not forced me to take up something steadier. So get ready to ride on an ‘all things girls love’ kind of a journey which I hope will keep you busy.

Please leave reviews, if you feel it’s worth it! I just embarked on a journey to accomplish the unaccomplished in my life and I am grateful, now you are a part of it.

Yours Truly,

SA Zoya