On my Daughter’s Birthday

Seema and her childhood photos

For my daughter

August 21 is one of my favorite day and will remain like this till I am gone from here.  Because it is my daughter’s birthday. Here is the post with a song for you all to enjoy.

There’s nothing quite like being a mother! “It’s an immense pleasure I felt when my daughter was born at Dr. Rao’s clinic at 05:15 PM Andheri East Mumbai.  It was a sensation of such happiness and warmth within me that mere words cannot do the justice. ” That moment when it was quiet just after she was born, she looked at me straight in the eye as if she was looking into my soul and said it is O.K. mom, now you will not be alone. I am here. Yes, I was alone in the delivery room since no one from my family could come to help me at Mumbai.

Mere Ghar AAyi Ek Nanhi Pari

Every change for me is a feeling of loss because my mother was not there. Each new stage of my life revealed my loss: I didn’t have a mother. I felt it every time I approach a change in my life: a new baby, a new job, a new house. My mother died when I was only ten months old. Some twenty years later, as I had my first child, I discovered the peculiar paradox of my situation. Not only my childhood was stolen from me, so also was my ritual passage to womanhood which consisted of having my first child.

After my first baby was born I got to experience what mothers can mean for their children. Even though I did not know my mother well and have no memories of her being around. I grew more like her each day. My sisters say I look like her and talk like her. Genes have taken over where memory has failed, and it is as spooky as it is comforting to realize that I have, at long last, wrested some vestige of my mother for myself.

Same may happen to my daughter. She will carry some of my nature. I see that throuh my experience now. “While consoling his little brother over a ripped batman costume, I overheard my daughter said, “Don’t worry, just take it to mom, she can fix anything.” That reminded me of my lost childhood.

Happy birthday to you, my dear daughter today. You are a daughter, a friend, an advisor above all my life line to this world where I leave a part me after I am gone. With love – Mom.