Welcoming a new life..... ~ Tribute to motherhood
The pain had commenced. The muscles inside her body convulsed as a searing pain tore through her body. It felt as though every crevice of her body was crying out in agony. Small sweat buds appeared on her forehead and the twinge only enhanced further to the next level. Breathing became heavy. A few anxious faces, filled with compassion, anxiety and apprehension, hovered over her. Her eyes were too blurred to notice the aura around her though she felt it absolutely, completely in every tissue of her body. And from then onwards, everything seemed to go in slow motion. It was as if the time had stopped, although her feelings at that moment were just inexorable. Various images filled with splatter of colors splashed in front of her eyes. What followed was a pain of the highest order which left her breathless and senseless. The lady on the other end could see a gaunt red film what appeared to be a soft tissue with veins visible underneath. A thin smile pooled with excitement and apprehension appeared across the lady's lips. And now she forced the already exhausted semiconscious girl on the bed to apply all her strength to the progression she was undergoing. As the pain soared to the limit, the girl let out one last cry of utmost pain and anguish. Suddenly what came as an upshot was a small bundle of soft pink translucent flesh covered with blood and tissue that was followed by a splash of amniotic water.....
A new life had been born. As the life struggled out, it let out an amorous cry citing everybody of its existence. The tired girl on the bed looked at her new born: The soft skin that felt like rose petals, the miniature black eyes that resembled black olives, a round curved nose that made the cheeks peek out, that pout of pink lips which just opened to leave out a small squeal, the soft black curly hair like that of a doll, the tiny hands curled into a fist showing an undeterred determination to fight the world and the tiny legs curled together in a fetal position just waiting to be freed so that they could walk in the world made by God!
This was what they called God's creation, the girl thought. And as she smiled, her lips mouthed a prayer to the Almighty and a poignant feeling brushed her like a breeze and kissed her forehead! And then she fell back on the bed, drowned in fatigue and sinking into a deep slumber of happiness and gratification. Amen...!!
A new life had been born. As the life struggled out, it let out an amorous cry citing everybody of its existence. The tired girl on the bed looked at her new born: The soft skin that felt like rose petals, the miniature black eyes that resembled black olives, a round curved nose that made the cheeks peek out, that pout of pink lips which just opened to leave out a small squeal, the soft black curly hair like that of a doll, the tiny hands curled into a fist showing an undeterred determination to fight the world and the tiny legs curled together in a fetal position just waiting to be freed so that they could walk in the world made by God!
This was what they called God's creation, the girl thought. And as she smiled, her lips mouthed a prayer to the Almighty and a poignant feeling brushed her like a breeze and kissed her forehead! And then she fell back on the bed, drowned in fatigue and sinking into a deep slumber of happiness and gratification. Amen...!!
Labels: My son and I
9 Comments:
Nice read N, u have a penchant for writing ,keep writing some or the other stuff.
Motherhood is the beginning of painful joys :-)
senti kar diya baby ke daddy ko tumne....:))))...good one....laagata hai bahut dil se likha hai....
@Appu: so true..... it is said that that is highest order of pain a human being can endure and so that makes females stronger :P
@Jay: Thanks re..... will keep writing and keep posting.....
A Blog..very simple and lucid...but talks volumes about the pain and agony a woman goes through at that moment...Nice:)
hey gr8....write up....very emotional and touching.....
this proves dat u can bcom a gud writer.....ha ha ha ha....
THIS IS A MUST READ FOR ALL THE MEN WHO THINK , "HUH , WOMEN! WHAT DO THEY KNOW ABOUT PAIN."
I AM PROUD OF YOU NARAYANI!
THIS ARTICLE SHOWS ALL THE MEN WHAT PAIN IS AND THE ONES WHO THINK "HUH, WOMEN HAVE IT EASY ALL THE TIME!" WELL GUYS THINK AGAIN!
P.S: WELL WRITTEN , I AM PROUD OF U NARAYANI!
Good stuff !!! :) Somewhere feels as if you have written what you will go through soon ! :)
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