Transitions in my Life

 


When and how did I become the person, I am today.

I still recall the carefree, fun loving me... where is she, I say??

Freshly minted driver with a new Maruti car in my college days

                   Bunking classes, movies, cafes... We lived life in a chilled haze. 

 

Married young, mistaken often for a young school kid

Even after my kids, it was an image I just couldn't rid.

The first time my friend’s son called me Aunty Rach,

I bolted! This progression to adulthood was way too much.

 

Slowly before I knew it, motherhood brought two lil cuties

Challenge was growing up with them while learning mum duties.

No internet, Dr Spock was the parenthood Bible and our go to,

Modern ideas v/s traditional gyan, we danced between the two.

 

Though, when I was called to my son's school for some issue,

Made a desperate call to mom for help as Dr Spock just won’t do!

Or the time I caught my younger pre-teen babe at an adult movie,

I wished for divine intervention to deal with this, I admit truly…

 

From a footloose n free teenager to a mom of a rebellious teen,

Where's my manual to help deal with this change of scene?

Years rolled on, kids graduated and moved away to university,

And I finally accepted the few greys, now a well pickled aunty!!

 

From a free woman to Ma in law, was I really ready for that?

Everything happened so soon, once again, you adapt fast.

Long distance mum to three... new learnings came at this age

Young opinionated independent adults, "they know best" stage!

 

Over the years, had just about adjusted to the MIL label,

A lil angel, innocent n adoring brought a new tag to the table.

They said, Here comes the happy Dadi, I look for my ma in law;

Hey… She's the granny here, not me, I'm still too young, haw!

 

The cap n name tag seems to keep changing every few years

And I'm supposed to handle each phase with zero fears.

With answers ready for every query as "I don't know" won't do...

Thankfully, no one can see me quaking in my shoes.

 

As the grandkids grow up, I get busier but also strangely free

To follow new passions. So, is that a new cap, pray tell me :)

As always, I slowly fall in love with each new role coming my way,

Whatever life has planned for me next, I'll just welcome each day!

Comments

Anonymous said…
Exceptionally written and totally relatable 👌
Anonymous said…
Well penned, like shakespeare’s seven stages of life! Ever resonating with every woman’s stages of life!!
Anonymous said…
Love it.
It has everything packed in a well written poem

Sonia sehgal

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