Juggling thoughts

It was about 2pm in the afternoon and it was an off day from work. I just finished lunch and was reclined to the sofa to watch Tv . It took me off guard as the doorbell rang and I rushed to open the door thinking it might be some of those door to door products sellers. When I opened the door, I saw no one but heard the voice of the footstep on the stairs. It sound like someone was climbing the stairs real slowly and was having an exhausting time. I shouted down in assamese (the local language) asking who was there. Then I heard someone asking me if I have any scrap to sell off. I just answered back that I have none of those scraps as I wasn’t interested in entertaining stranger. But I heard him back asking for any old newspapers.   And of course, I have piled up old newspapers just about 10 kilos all for the year. So I waited and to my surprise I saw an old man in his late 60’s. He was carrying a bamboo made bar on his shoulder to carry the old papers and also some of those old ...

Dear Son, I wanted to take a little time out of the chaos and hectic schedules and write you this. Being a new mom is overwhelming, and I have poured myself into that 110%. My first everything: my first son: my first child. In the years to come, I will teach you so much, but you have already taught me infinite amounts. You have taught me what it is to be a mother, to be selfless. You have taught me pure love. You have taught me that it is possible to have a piece of my heart outside of my body. I still could feel that warm love that gushed into my heart when I first saw you. You are perfect. You took my breath away and I knew that I would never view life or myself the same. I was smitten by your tiny hands and the way that you looked at me for the first time melted everything away. I was made better in a moment. I knew it that moment I would fight for you, cry for you and would die for you. I love you that much. And it might seem crazy to think that I would say those things, but it’...