An Invisible Day..

An Invisible day of mine,
Hidden from me while,
I know it will exit,
Sometime in life.
I smell it presence,
I am Surrounded,
With its fragrance,
I am waiting,
with patience.
for An Invisible day,
Sooner or Later,
It will be MINE...

Sooner or later I will be mine...Waiting for it... feeling it ..A day when I am free from all loads.
A day when I feel free to fly .....
I can't describe my feeling for that INVISIBLE DAY.
It can be like spreading my hands wanna hug that day, or it will be like that standing on the top of mountain wanna a fly, ..I know it can't be like other's day...every night I saw glimpse of that day :) in my dreams.

Glancing that day,
Everyday!!
Walking ahead,
to rise in own way
Everyday!!

A day when SHE born..

A day when she Born..October 15...2003..
An angel born..My daughter.She was so soft like fairy white milky..

An angel born,

like fairy tale,

color she have,

white milky,

And,

fluffy .

That day when she born...feeling can't explain. She was my third child born after 7 years gap of second daughter..That day won't forget.... I was in great pain after delivery. I was lying on bed she was sleeping beside me and hungry .Mom (my Mother) was with me that day But she was so tired ....Because of  my delivery.

I don't want to disturb her she was sleeping in small type sofa feeling uncomfortable taking turn in every minute. So I don't want disturb her. And an angel ..I am trying to feed her but not able to feed...now there is only one choice give baby powder milk ...But how? 

I am in pain ...Don't want to disturb my mom... now what can I do for my angel ....worried and thinking to find some way..and suddenly mom wake up and asked to me ...what happen?

Mom I can't able to feed ..I explain my worry.

want boil water to make milk..I told her....

Mom said..wait I will bring and she walk away in corridor. And I am relaxed Now angel can have her milk.

Next day we are discharged...and I am with my An angel...Cute angel..

She is cute now also but little bit naughty too...

Where I Stand..

Where I stand in,
Your world,
What is my dignity?      
what is my choice?
When I ask,
You turned your Face,
When I want to choose,  
You show my place,
When I talk about our life's,
You say "you are worst",
In anger I unleash my emotion,
You don't listen...
walk away without saying word,
Now say..
Where I stand in.
your world?

Where I stand .....In women life everyone asked this question from themselves or someone else..and in return I don't think they get their answer.
Now days I am feeling same ...I don't whom to ask ..I love my family and I know they love me too..
But now I m tired of to understand everyone..listen their talks ,solving their problems.
when it my turn everyone turned their face in grimace. It make feel like that I am foolish person,
with blank face ..see all their movements ...listen how they are fade up from me, Sometime evil side of mine try to show anger.....feeling of  neglected ...wants to end life...But 
There is something stop me..make me strong..
Today I am own of my single pace,
And want to move more ahead with myself!!