Seven years today, since that final farewell,
How quickly the days and months, have turned into years.😔
But at every step of the way, each minute of every day,
Your presence and affection, this daughter's heart longs for, through her tears.😪
Miss you Always and Forever.🤗❤️
A MOTHER'S LOVE ✨️💖🎶
- Jim Brickman (One Voice Children's Choir)
LULLABY (GOODNIGHT MY ANGEL) ✨️💖🎶
- Christina Perri
(Songs shared from different pages on YT.)
(I wrote this three years ago on FB, on this day - 27th July '2022.
I guess 'Parents Day', like every other occasion or festive time of the year, always makes me miss my Family, so much more, than I do every single day.💔
Life continues, only because I'm still breathing; but the meaninglessness of it all, makes absolutely no sense to me.)😪
10, 30 and then, at almost 39;
Three significant moments,
Spanning three decades...
...They still linger on.😔
Two, sudden and unexpected,
One, close to nine years in time;
But one common thread...
...They still linger on.😪
Each moment, a unique struggle,
The last one, the hardest of the lot.
Every day, through every smile...
...They still linger on.💔
Going back, takes just a second,
Just about anything, a reminder.
Some moments, you can't forget...
...They still linger on.✨️
Unhappily Happy, Sadly Cheerful,
More people share this, than you know;
Through every mask, every disguise...
...They still linger on.💖✍️
(Almost everyday, FB reminds me of so many old posts that I had shared and forgotten about. I wrote this one 3 years ago, on 21st July '2022.)
What better way to 'Give Thanks', than by using my talent and practising my skill of 'Writing', which I consider to be the 'Best Gift', I was ever Blessed with, without asking for it.🙏😊
HIDDEN BLESSINGS ✍️
I didn't ask for this Life I'm living;
It was given as a 'Gift', for free.
I didn't ask for the Love of a Family;
I was blessed with the Love of Three.✨️💖
I didn't ask for a comfortable Home;
I was given every Comfort, that I would ever need.
I didn't ask for Friends, to share my Journey;
Together we've turned into trees, from a seed.🤗💕
I didn't ask for a Job, that I would Love;
For many years, my Talents, it helped me explore.
I didn't ask for the Joy, that children bring,
Countless kids, brought me smiles and more.😊
I definitely didn't ask to become a strong warrior;
Like many loved ones, mistakenly think I am.
I certainly didn't ask for all the heartache and pain;
For decades, to constantly shed tears like an overflowing dam.😪
How I wish I could ask for the struggles, to just go away;
To have 'My Family' back, Forever and Always to keep.
But if I received so much, sown in my life without asking;
Maybe in this phase too, there is a 'Hidden Blessing' to reap.🤔
If they had walked your path,
They would have been kind,
But they haven't.
If they had faced the trials you faced,
They would have judged less,
But they haven't.
If they had experienced your pain,
They would have understood why,
But they haven't.
If they had lost as much as you have,
They would think, before they speak,
But they haven't.
So, they'll never know,
And they'll never care,
Because those who have journeyed on,
Are the only ones, who were 'Always There'.😪✍️
(Originally written on FB, two years ago, on this day, 10th March '23.)
The Mirrors in our Eyes;
Clear Visions to See,
Piercing, Discerning,
Reflections of the Deepest Soul.
The Mirrors in our Minds;
On Constant Re-play,
Pondering, Wondering,
Reflections of Honest Truth.
The Mirrors in our Hearts;
Forever Aimlessly Lost,
Yearning, Longing,
Reflections of Devoted Love.
The Mirrors in our History;
Strolling Down Memory-Lane,
Unearthing, Discovering,
Reflections of a Forgotten Time.
The Mirrors in our Dreams;
A Walk into the Unknown,
Waking, Sleeping,
Reflections of Unfulfilled Desire.
The Mirrors in our Lives;
Like a Friend, Always There,
Accompanying, Guiding,
Reflections of Untampered Reality.
(I only ever had 'ONE REAL MIRROR' in my Life; and I see more and more of 'Her Reflection' staring back at me, every single day, each time I look into one.✨️❤️
I guess, that was the starting point of these reflective verses, when I wrote it two years ago.)
(FB Memories from different years, written on this day.)
2nd March '2020 ✍️
30 years today, since the day your life came to a sudden and abrupt end, in an unexpected way.
30 years today, of longing and wishing and hoping, that you were still here, almost every single day.
30 years, since I first learned what it means to lose a loved one, my little brother Nathan, when I was only a 10 year old child.
30 years seems like a long time, and as time goes by, I have learned how to cope and smile, like you smiled.
The one thing that has lived on though, even 30 years since the 2nd of March'1990, are the memories of this day.
And even though, I know you won't be reading this today, I guess it's just my way of remembering you on this day, even 30 years later.✨️💖
2nd March '2022 ✍️
32 years today, since I couldn't even say Goodbye;
32 years of wondering and constantly asking 'Why'?🤔
Over three decades of wishing you were still here,
So that I could be your bossy old 'big sister' dear.😊
But 'Life is a puzzle' that I don't even try to comprehend,
A mystery, so complex, with unexpected twists at every bend.
So, every moment I think of you and miss you more,
And hope someday we meet again, on some heavenly shore.✨️💖
2nd March '2024 ✍️
34 years today, since that untimely and unexpected sudden farewell, on the 2nd of March 1990.
In an age of taking countless digital pics, where we constantly save more moments in photographs and videos, than we ever have the time to go back and look through again; there is something extra-special about old photo albums and the few pictures we have, of precious memories, with those that aren't with us anymore.
I never stop wishing, I could have had more pics and more memories; but life didn't exactly give me a choice. Of course, I do treasure and cherish the photographs that I still have from back then, even though they may be only a few.
You are always remembered Nathan and forever missed.✨️💖
2nd March '2025 ✍️
2nd of March' 1990.❤️
35 years later...
I still remember each moment of that unforgettable day, like it was yesterday.😪
I often wonder, 'What if that day had turned out differently'?🤔
Life goes on...
But the 'Memories Last Forever'.
I hold on to them dearly, still...
And I know, I always will.✨️💖
ALL MY LOVE 🎶❤️
- Coldplay
(Video shared from the Coldplay YT page.)
Each time a loved one,
Leaves us Forever;
It's another reminder,
To hold on, Never.
For no one really stays,
The Journey ends, One Day;
This Life, just a stop-over,
Soon onward, on our way.
When, Where and How,
Only Heaven knows;
Young or old, early or late,
Someday, everyone goes.😢✍️
(Last year, on the 20th of January '2024, an old friend, who had just turned 50, disappeared from our lives Forever...Six days later, very sadly, his mum passed away too.😔
It was an extremely difficult time for their Family, to lose two loved ones in just six days. But that week, left all of us friends, feeling 'Completely Lost' too.💔
We didn't meet and talk often, because I hadn't been singing with the Choir, for quite a long while; but we'd been friends for many, many years. Connected by our Choir, we had shared numerous happy times and memories - Choir picnics, get-togethers, sing-song sessions around the piano and lots and lots of delicious home-baked cakes.
A few weeks before he passed away, we had all just happened to meet, after a long, long time, at a Christmas Street Festival, when the singing duo Reena and Lindsay, sang in the Colony.
The picture we took, at that event, is one that I will always cherish.💖 I'm so glad I took that photograph that day. Sometimes, we never know, when it may be the last time, that we may meet and talk to someone, or 'Smile for a picture, Together'.)😢
In the still of the night,
Little stars twinkle bright;✨️
The moon strolls along,
Saying, 'Write me a song!'✍️
When all around is calm,
By the window, sways a palm;🌴
The gentle caress of the breeze,
Coaxing, 'Just fall asleep please!'😴
No chill in the air, it's warm,
So different from the norm;❄️
The mind like an overflowing cup,
Thinking, 'Can't explain, what's up!'.🤔
(Just some random verses, written two years ago on this day, 23rd December '2022.)
(A four line FB Memory, from 2 years ago, on this day. I wrote this on 7th December '2022, probably on a day when I was missing 'My Family', a little too much.😢)
Eyes that look up at the starry sky,
Shimmering and Twinkling all night;✨️
Eyes that look down, on You and I,
Watching over, Glistening with delight.✍️
How much I Wish,
I could hear your Voice every day;
But your 'Home in the Clouds',✨️
Is just Too Far Away.🌈
How often I Hope,
Once more, to see your Smiling Face;😊
But that's just an 'Almost Vanished Mirage'
It's completely 'Gone without a Trace'.💞
How much I Wait,
For a Warm Reassuring Hug;🫂
But that 'Unfulfilled Longing',
Will Forever at my Broken Heart tug.💔
How often I Desire,
For you to be here, by my side;
But all I have is 'Precious Memories'💖
And the Countless Tears I've cried.😢✍️
'Some Days' actually means, 'Every Minute of Every Day'.
(Pictures picked up from different places on the Internet.)
- 14th November ' 2012 ✍️
(A twelve year old FB Memory)
Enthusiastic!
Imaginative!
Creative!
Innovative!
Open to learn!
Expressive!
Full of Life!
A Joy to be around!
How Wonderful to be a Child!
I wonder why we let go of all that, as the years go by.🤔
'Happy Children's Day', to all the kids I know.😊❤️
A beautiful song, that is so appropriate for today; but this one is for everyone who interacts with Children, in some way or the other, as Parents, Teachers, Guides, Mentors, Role-Models.
Little Eyes and Ears are following your every move and 'Listening' at all times.
So, 'Careful'!😊
CHILDREN WILL LISTEN 🎶
- ONE VOICE CHILDREN'S CHOIR
- THE SALVATION SINGERS 🎶
Dylan D'Souza and 'The Salvation Singers' are 'My Favourite Choir in Mumbai'. So, I'm always happy to share, one of their versions of a song again.❤️
The lyrics of this song are just as haunting as the harmony.
(Song Lyrics) 🎶
Careful the things you say, Children will Listen.
Careful the things you do, Children will See.
Children may not obey, but Children will Listen.
Children will look to you, for which way to turn, To Learn what to Be!
- 14th November '2019 ✍️
(Another old FB post from this day.)
Children fill the world with Sunshine and Cheer,
In the heart of a Teacher, each one holds a place, so Dear.
As Time goes by, the Countless Memories flood the mind,
And how often I wish, I could just click 'Rewind'.
To bring back the kids, from years gone by,
To hold on to the Joyful Memories, I still try.
Sending lots of Love and Happy wishes your way,
As I think of you, my students both far and near, this Children's Day.😊💕
- 14th November '2016 ✍️
(Sometimes it's great to discover these old FB Memories, and read things I have written over the years.)
The secret to being Happy, is never letting go of the Child in you, no matter how old you are.
Hold on to the Innocence, Simplicity, sense of Wonder, Imagination, Creativity, Joy and Laughter within you; and the Child in you will always be Alive.
Happy Children's Day to the 'Child' in all of you.✨️❤️
(Videos from different YT pages, with pictures I just found on the Internet.)
When it's all part of a Plan, you see.
We've heard the words, 'Fortunately...'
But in reality, It was just meant to be.
There's Magic at life's every bend,
The Sunshine, the Rainbow, a Song.
There are Miracles all around us,
Our Loved Ones, who journey along.
It is not always, very easy to find,
Those Sparkles, that Twinkling Light;
Life's many cares, like darkening clouds,
Could hide them from our sight.
But He who writes every Story told,
With its countless ups and downs;
Out of nowhere, could spring surprises
He knows, when we need those clowns.
Like a melt in your mouth chocolate cake,
Like words and a melody - a perfect match;
The 'Magical Miracles', they just happen,
If we're Lucky, these 'Blessings' we'll catch.✍️
Deeper than the depths of the ocean,
Something you know is just there;
Stronger than the roots of an old tree,
But you know not, began from where.
Reading minds and unspoken thoughts,
Words - A playground of choice;
Inspiring, Creating, Learning, Growing,
Like having 'Two Hearts, but One Voice'.✍️
(Was reminded of this old post from 2 years ago, by FB Memories today. Originally written on 9th November '2022.)
(A FB Memory from two years ago on this day, 18th October '2022.)
Some things in Life, just seem to be
Part and parcel of who you are;😊
And even if, many years may have gone by,
From its lure, you can't really stray too far.
A 'Friendly Nudge', is all it takes ❤️
To remind you of the Joy it brings;
Like riding a bicycle, it all comes back,
When a Choir, in Harmony Sings.🎶
Thank You to my old college friend Neuman Pinto, for that 'Friendly Nudge' and a little bit of coaxing, two years ago in 2022, to get back to Singing in a Choir, after almost 7 to 8 years of being away, from just about 'Everything'. (In the first few of those years, I stayed away, because I just didn't have the time; and in the next few years, because I just didn't feel like it anymore.) 😢 It might have taken me, a few more years to decide to get back, if not for him.❤️
Was a fun couple of months, singing with him as the 'Conductor'. 🎶 Sometimes, people don't even realise how they help someone else, by just getting them to 'Remember', what they once Loved to do.🤗
I haven't gone back to Singing regularly often, after that happy experience. Only briefly, now and then, when Friends ask me to join them for a specific event, which only involves a few practice sessions...I prefer Listening to others sing, rather than singing myself, most of the time now.
But those few months of singing in a Choir again, after a very long break, was an 'Important and Significant Time in my Life', simply because it brought me out of my 'Self-Imposed Solitude', at least for a little while.😊
(I just found those musical cliparts are from various places on the Internet.)
7 years ago, in 2017, this was 'one small baby step'.✍️
Over the years, I have had countless poems and articles that I have written, 'Printed and Published', in my own School, Parish and many other Magazines. My first poems, were published in the MIG School Magazine 'Marian Notes', when I was just in the 4th Std. And since then, I just kept Writing and Writing, more and more every year, as I grew up.💕
As a Teacher too, the 'Writer' in me, was always 'Alive and Kicking'. I wrote all the time, even though, I was technically, only qualified to be a 'Teacher'. Skits and Plays for Assemblies and Annual Days, Scripts for Comperes at numerous school events, Poems, Lyrics for Songs, Articles and News Reports - You name it and I wrote it.😄✍️
At DB, I constantly wrote a lot of Articles and Editorials, for the Schoool Magazine 'Bosco Flash' too, which was published twice a year. It was always, one of the many enjoyable parts of my job. Planning the Theme, Concept and Layout, Editing and Proof-Reading the magazine, picking out the fun Cliparts, Co-ordinating with the Printers, working with and Training many, many eager and enthusiastic, young 'Student Writers', for all the years, that I worked at DB.
It meant a lot of extra-work hours and long sleepless nights, because it was something I did, in addition to making Lesson Plans, thinking of Creative ways to interest the kids, making PowerPoint Presentations and searching for Videos to enhance my classes, and those never-ending mountains of the dreaded, back-breaking 'Corrections' (all of which happened simultaneously, every single day).🤦♀️ Don't know how I ever managed it all, without dying in the process; but I loved it.😂
I also posted numerous News Reports, about various school happenings and events, for our different DB local and Province level websites, for many, many years. A couple of those, even got reposted on the DB National and International websites, which was quite 'Thrilling' for me, even if it was just a few simple 'News Reports' about regular school activities. For someone who has always loved 'Writing', that was exciting.😄
I remember also Participating and Winning prizes for DB, in a couple of 'Writing Competitions for Teachers'.🎁 So many fun things, I did as a Teacher, which were actually 'Way, way above and beyond my Job Description'. 😂 I just did those things, because I enjoyed doing them.
I often used to think, that if I hadn't been a 'Teacher', I would've been an 'Author', a 'Journalist' or maybe a 'Script-Writer', because I constantly did so much of it, all the time, even when I was a Teacher. It was like doing three or four different jobs, for 'One Salary', literally; but I Loved and Enjoyed every moment of it, thoroughly.
Looking back now, I have absolutely no idea, how I ever did all of that, without ending up in the ICU, or with some Stress-Related Disorder.🤪 No doubt, I loved it; but I actually 'Multi-Tasked' like there was no tomorrow.😂 I guess, when you're 'Younger', you almost think you are 'Super-Woman', who can do just about anything. As you grow older and wiser, you realise (and your body reminds you constantly), that you're not.😊
I definitely don't want to go back to working like that, ever again.🤷🏻♀️ But, I will always remain 'Grateful' to DB, for giving me countless opportunities, to use my many God-Given Talents, in 'Writing and Music', right through my 'Journey as a Teacher'. I got a chance to 'Live so many of My Dreams', and to help nurture so many of my students Dreams too, in Writing, Music, Singing, Elocution, Oration, Public Speaking, Acting, Doing the same old things in New and Creative ways, and so much more. Definitely, a whole lot more than just 'Academics'.🙏
...And I got a chance to 'Travel' all over the country, (and a little beyond too), with the kids. 'Happy Times', which helped to create, some of my most 'Cherished and Unforgettable Memories', made with the children. There are so many, many reasons, why I Love DB so much, and I Always, Always will.❤️❤️❤️
Thinking about DB, makes me 'Nostalgic' every single time, (and made me go off on a tangent, with my reminiscing).😄
But, coming back to what this post was intended to be about...
Because I wrote so much all the time, and for so long, right from the time I was in Class 4, I have seen my name, printed with my Articles, Poems or News Reports, on many different magazines and websites, very, very often, and also printed on the multiple Skits and Scripts I wrote, over the years, (which I will 'Hopefully Publish Someday', for others to use and enact, in schools everywhere.)✨️✍️ That is, if I can actually 'Focus and Motivate' myself enough, to really sit down, search, find, collate, put together and re-type all the numerous things, I have written over the years, which are now 'God know where', all over the place.🤔
But despite the fact, that I've written so much, this 'One Little Poem', published in 'One Simple Book' back in 2017, was a little 'Extra-Special' to me, because it was part of a book, by a well-known Publication - 'Scholastic India'.😊
In the middle of my Mum being very sick, I remember just sending in this one poem (which I had written, many years ago), and I was so happy that it was picked, to be a part of this book.
Hopefully some day, those 'baby steps' will turn into something more.✍️✨️❤️
So happy that I had an opportunity, to share my 'Feelings and Experiences as a Teacher', through my small contribution of 'Just One Poem', to this collection of anecdotes, by Teachers from different places.
Thank you to the Editor, Harshikaa Udasi, who told me about this interesting book, a few months before it was to be published. I remember being quite thrilled, that my Poem was picked to be a part of a book, being brought out by 'Scholastic India'. It was a good feeling, to know that so many more people would be able to read, what I had written. All Thanks to (Journalist, Author and Editor) Harshikaa Udasi.🤗💕
My Mum's Birthday is in a few days, on the 14th of October. (Both our Birthdays, were just 10 days apart.) So, that's why, it always feels more 'Special', that this 7 year old post, comes up every year, during this week. Also, since it reminds me of how, I could only be the 'Super-Woman Kind of Teacher' I was, because she was around as my biggest and strongest 'Support System'.❤️ From the moment, I lost that 'Support', I struggled to even do something, that I loved so much, on my own; and eventually, after a lot of deep contemplation, with an extremely heavy heart, I just gave it all up.💔😪
But, for as long as 'My Journey through this Life' continues, I know, that I will always remain 'HER RELECTION'.✨️💖
If only I could have said,
'Don't Go!'
Every single time,
When Life took dear ones,
To 'Far Away Places',
Unseen and Unknown.
If only I could have said,
'Please Stay!'
Every single time,
When Loved Ones journeyed on,
To those 'Blue Skies' up there,
Cloudy and Clear.
If only I could have said,
'Come Back Soon!'
Every single time,
When Adventure called out,
To 'The Wanderers' who are constantly,
Floating and Flying.
If only I could have said,
'Wait Right Here!'
Every single time,
When Happy Feet waltzed off,
To 'Rainbows and Beyond',
Someday and Somewhere.
If only I could have said,
'I'll Miss You!'
Every single time,
When Sunsets marked an end,
To 'Orbiting Life Circles', so full of,
Twists and Turns.😢
But...
People Go,
Friends Move,
Family Disappears,
Loved Ones Vanish,
Hearts Remain Empty.💔
And all the while,
As Journeys continue,
As Adventure beckons,
As Travel Bugs bite,
As Ships sail away,
As Life goes on...
I stare out at the horizon,
Where the ocean meets the sky;
I watch them all pass on,
With a lingering tear and a 'Why',
And I wait for that 'One Day', because I know,
Then, I'll be a 'Twinking Star', way up high.✨️✍️
Like a Blockbuster Movie,
So Thrilling and Entertaining,
Nail biting ups and downs,
Actors - Life-like, Villians and Clowns;
With a Background Score, to match every scene,
So Open-Ended, that you wonder, 'What could it mean?' 🤔
Like an engaging Story-Book,
So Captivating and Fascinating,
Plot Twists, that break one's Heart,
Imagination so Real, Transfixed from the start;
With Characters you Love, as you turn each page,
A Desire to Know, 'What will happen at the next Stage?' 🤔
Like the Colours of the Seasons,
So Constant, yet Ever-Changing,
From Clouds to Rainbows, at every turn,
Puddles and Sunshine, all 'Lessons to Learn';
With over-lapping Patterns, Evolving but still the Same,
Often leaves you asking, 'Why does it seem like a Game?' 🤔
An Endless Circle, A Winding Path,
Unpredictable, at every step of the way.
An Intriguing Adventure, A Mystery,
Not easy to Comprehend, So you just live it Day by Day. ✍️
(Originally written on FB, two years ago on this day, 30th September '2022.)
Every day, a new struggle to encounter,
Every moment, a new challenge to face.
Each minute, a new twist in the tale,
Each moment, a new need for God's grace.
In this 'Journey of Moments', that we call Life,
Things often get harder, with each passing day;
And sometimes, the burdens we have to bear,
Make things even more difficult, along the way.
But in the midst of all the helplessness and pain,
We still try to Smile, through each falling tear,
We Keep Moving On, though Hope seems afar,
And we keep Praying for Courage, to face every fear.✨️✍️
(Originally posted on FB, six years ago on this day, 8th September '2018. That was exactly 5 days, before my Mum passed away.)
As I see these old posts coming up everyday now, that extremely exhausting, scary and unimaginable struggle, comes alive all over again.
From June that year, back in 2018, the next three and a half months were only 'Palliative Care', because her frail body couldn't take any more of the chemos. Without Medication, the cells kept spreading and her pain got more and more unbearable, till it reached a point, where she was physically there, but not really there at all.😢
...and every day of those months, was just one step closer to the inevitable...
Some Memories, you can just never forget.😔
WHEN ALL IS LOST...THEN ALL IS FOUND ✨️❤️
- Evan Rachel Wood (Frozen 2)❄️
Another Disney Song that I Love.🎶
A Cover Version of the song (which I discovered a few months ago), that I also like.
ALL IS FOUND 🎶
- The Hound + The Fox
For all those 'GIFTS', that I call 'FRIENDS'.😊
At every step of the way, on this Journey we call 'Life',
Our Adventure through this world, so many close ones share.
While the direction we take, may not always stay the same,
Near or far, you just know, the 'Special Friends' are 'Always There'.🤗❤
If I ever sat down, to make a list of the Friends that I've made, through this Journey called 'Life', I'd run out of pages very quickly. That really is such a 'Special Blessing'.😊
So Grateful for 'Every Dear Friend' that Life brought my way, at different stages.
This is for all of you, wherever you may be today. Just so you know, I'm 'Thinking of You', with lots and lots of Love.✨️❤
Her eager eyes capture multiple pictures,
A 'Silent Observer', she has always been,
On the look out, for things others may miss,
For in every moment, there's more than can be seen.
A quality she inherited from her 'Super Mum',
From whose 'Twinkling Eyes', nothing could escape,
One look and she knew something was wrong,
Nothing you could hide, in any way, form or shape.
The images, once clicked by the lens in her eyes,
Are fodder for thought, both day and night,
They keep her wandering mind, alert and alive,
To her dull world, adding a kaleidoscope so bright.
Her eyes have taught her 'Lessons', she had to learn,
They've shown her 'True Colours', she had to see,
They've viewed 'Joy and Pain', in all its shades,
For 'Wonder' in each new day, they keep searching with glee.✨️✍️
TRUE COLOURS 🎶🌈
- Music Travel Love
