A mother’s emotions are predictable most of the times, and unpredictable sometimes – my kids can tell better! It feels like yesterday when I held Sanket in my arms for the first time. This little bundle of joy with bright skin and golden hair looked like a toy, whom I felt very possessive about. After having felt him within me for nine months, holding him in my arms was a joy beyond words. I couldn’t believe that this miracle was created by us. A life can give birth to another life – how incredible it is, how magical. When I looked at my little boy and felt his warmth close to me, I couldn’t hold myself. I cried in astonishment.

And, as if the very next day, Sanket was standing in front of us, wearing his farewell tuxedo. He was ready to graduate from high school. I couldn’t believe that my little bundle of joy was 6‘1“, standing, tall, confident like a handsome young man. I cried in astonishment.

And today my little girl, Saumya, is getting ready for her farewell party. She is graduating from high school and wrapping a sari – rather struggling with it while my mom helps her set it in place. I am just staring at her with welled up eyes. Graduating from high school means it’s time for her to take a flight away from home. I’m crying in astonishment.

Does time really have wings or I couldn’t keep a track of all the passing years, and hours and minutes? I have no answer to this question. All I know is that mother‘s journey is full of small steps taken by the kids and herself together. They fall and rise in harmony. The fight and cry in harmony. And that makes this journey melodious.