A saree for amma

Saree, so wonderful, so beautiful
The quintessential Indian garment
A long piece of cloth, that you just drape
Looks lovely on a woman of any size or shape
No buttons, no zippers, no strings for you
Oh saree you're a free bird, it's true!
Soft and flowy, rich and colorful
Empowering and feminine, you're bold and graceful!
From the first time I saw my amma , you were there too
Every time I hugged her, I hugged you too!
You'd like to think you made her beautiful, I know you do
In reality, it was the other way round, I wish you knew!
Buying her a saree was always a joy so dear
The priceless expression on her face, brought to my eyes, a tear!
Today, I am here saree, and there's so many of you!
But where is my darling that breathed life into you?
Every time I see a pretty saree, I search for her in vain
I swallow invisible shards of glass, I know, you realize my pain!

Bloodline-part 2

Rafael's older brother would not come around to this fact. He wanted to hear none of it, he wanted to have nothing to do with these developments.
Then, one of the half brothers was visiting the U.S. to see his daughter. He came down to meet Rafael, who then drove him three hundred fifty miles to their father's grave. That brother was eight months old when their dad left and had absolutely no memories of him. Rafael could not help thinking that as much as he and his brothers felt cheated, the other siblings also weren't given a fair deal. They grew up with just their mom never understanding why their dad had forsaken them. The two brothers stood in silence at the grave of the man that had given them life, hurt them both in different ways and united them after his death.
     After much passionate and heated arguments flew in all directions, Rafael's older brother was finally convinced to reunite with the other side of their family. The one sibling of their dad, their aunt, they came to know, has Alzheimer's. Rafael flew to Brazil last year to see his new-old family! He shares that the warmth of his half siblings and their families has moved him beyond words can describe. They too must feel bitter and resentful. But both sides chose love over grudges, forgiveness over anger. A few thousand miles and a few tens of years, two different continents could not keep this bloodline from coming together again! This year Rafael along with his brothers and all their families is going for one big reunion trip to meet their south American family!
   I listened in complete amazement to this real life story that outshines any tearjerker book or movie. I vicariously felt the twists and turns from the point of view of both sets of siblings and their feelings toward their parents, long gone!
I felt a renewed sense of hope and positivity from this story that ultimately life is all about love! Human beings cannot thrive if we don't understand, contemplate, forgive and love!

Bloodline - part 1

Heard this amazing real life story from a friend, who I'll call Rafael for the purpose of this story.
He is a fifty-something man living happily with his wife and his almost twenty year old kids. About twelve years ago, his dad passed away. And his mom had passed away a couple of years before that. His dad (let's call him Rafael Senior) grew up in Brazil. My friend's mom was born and raised in Austria. When she wanted to immigrate to the U.S., she was advised to go to Brazil and then move to the United States from there. At the time, this was the best option in front of her. So she moved to Brazil, met Rafael Sr. there and married him. They had three sons, my friend being the middle one. And then the couple moved to the States with their three sons.
Now, why am I detailing this family story - wait, it gets interesting!
      Turns out, Rafael Sr. dropped out of college after studying engineering for three years. With this, he earned the wrath of his father who threw him out of his house. From then on, he's had no connections with his family. My friend Rafael, thus, has never met his paternal grandparents or any of his uncles or aunts on his dad's side. The ties remained severed. After his father's demise, Rafael tried to find his dad's side of the family by registering on a South American missing persons' website, with details of his dad. For a long time, he didn't get any response. Ten years later, one day, out of the blue, he received an email from someone who clamied to be his brother - from another mother!
Now Rafael was trying to connect with his dad's siblings- his uncles and aunts, not with his own possible siblings! He thought it was a scam and didn't want to have any communication with the man who had reached out. But after some goading from his wife, Rafael continued the conversation. He was provided with pictures of Rafael Sr., wedding pictures of Rafael Sr. with another woman and family pictures with three kids - a sister and two brothers!
His head began to spin. Birth certificates and marriage certificates and more proof was willingly shared. It took a long time to process all these. His dad had been married before and had had three kids before he ever met his mom. His dad had never mentioned this woman or the kids to his mom or the three of them brothers. The first wife of Rafael Sr. had passed away too. Rafael's mind felt like it was spinning inside a clothes washer.
    After much thinking and talking, Rafael set up a video conference call with his half brothers and sisters. Eighteen of them had gotten together on the other side of the call to talk to Rafael and his younger brother. When he saw his oldest half brother, his heart skipped a beat. He looked exactly like a younger version of his dad, moved and spoke and smiled just like him. Like fog clearing from the first rays of sun, the weeks of denial was starting to abate. In its place, inexplicable emotions quickly lodged themselves, cushioned amply by restlessness and turmoil.

As the years go by....

When he seemed to have forgotten the word romance
As each day I gave us another hopeful chance
While he seemed to be at ease with pragmatic logic
I desperately looked for some spontaneity and magic

Many moons came and went after our honeymoon
Today he no longer makes me swoon
An unsung hero, like a soldier at the border
He gives my capricious crazy self, a rhythmic order

In times of crises, he's been by my side
Without saying a word, he's carried me over many a tide
Like a vital organ chugging away without praise
He orchestrates our life in big and small ways

That hopeless romantic in me is still alive
But I think I've  tamed her, so real love can thrive
The many moments where two people encourage, support and fight it out
Form the beautiful landscape that a true relationship is all about !

Happy Wedding Anniversary to my dear husband!