Let them fly

Children are the
Kites flown by their parents
Not all kites
Can fly in the sky
Some are just meant
To be kept at home
Safe & sound
But that’s not
What kites are made for
They have to fly
They have to embrace
The wind up above
That’s what they are made for
So the parents
Got to realize
To fly them
To leave them into
The infinite universe
And have HOPE
That they will find
A good place themselves
After the string is detached
Not all are supposed to
Land on the roofs
Some may even land
In the river or mud
But all these
Exciting things can happen
To the kites
Only if they are
Given the freedom
Freedom to fly
Freedom of risk
Freedom of responsibilities
And that’s how the kites learn
Life is about learning
And not teaching
Let them learn
Let them fly
Let them feel one moment of freedom
Who knows
They might not like the freedom
And come back to you
With happy heart
That you let them fly

P.S.: Today’s pick is FLY BY of Blue. And Happy Makar Sankranti, the festival of kites. No holidays and I am at work 😦 But weekend is almost here 😉

No More pleading..

Pleads

To not harm

To not beat anymore

To not give pain

Comes from the heart

Of a mother

When her children

Are being tormented

By their own father

Because they are

Close to the mother

And not him

Because they share

Their feelings with her

And not him

And the mother

Cries helplessly

Pleads for mercy

Begs for the torment

To stop

Not thinking

That the mother has

All the power

To take care of her children

And take them with her

Just as she would had done

If not for her husband

She is strong

She knows it

And could had proved also

But it was her husband

She was to face

And that made her weak

That made her a crying doll

That made her a puppet

This made her children weak

This made him strong

Because she had forgotten

That other’s weakness

Is not her strength

And vice versa

When she realized

She acted

She stood her ground

Protected her children

And now they all smile

And try to help as many as possible..

What about the father?

No one cares..

P.S. :  And here ends another month, another September and today’s choice is When September ends of Green day 🙂