The Safari

The golden dust, the scent of coming rain, The rising sun on the vast and open plain. A canvas painted in ochre, green, and gold, A story ancient, and so bravely told. The engine hums, a low and patient sound, As the jeep goes searching for hallowed ground. A silhouette of giraffes, tall and serene, A living image on a wild and endless scene The mighty lions, a sun-soaked tawny pride, Hidden in the grasses where their instincts guide. A leopard's shadow, elusive and so rare, Sliding through the thicket with a quiet, watchful stare. The trumpeting echo of the elephant's call, As families wander, moving free and tall. A wildebeest stampede, a blur of motion swift, A thundering promise, a primal, moving gift. And when the twilight paints the sky anew, With fiery hues of crimson and deep blue, The campfire crackles, a low and steady glow, With jackals barking in the dark, and stars that grow. The stillness settles, vast, deep and wide, The wildness stirring, with nowhere left to hi...

Mothers Day Musings




Nine months of undesired weight gain, unsteady wobbling gait and swollen feet 

Eating foods driven by cravings not clearly understood

Rarely uncontrolled physiological metamorphosis occurs curtailing this ordeal by the knife


Oftentimes mood swings not akin to her basic nature

Yet she labors on, until the final contractions that does nothing to free her but shift gears into another phase of controlled chaos


Labor is hard, the pains unbearable, yet she stoically soldiers on, pushes till beads of sweat rolls down from her temples to the chest and if truth be told every pore she ever possessed


Then comes the joyful sound of the offspring who has in essence began another journey into the unknown, exiting the comfort of another who kept safe for the earlier voyage into this world 


Mother then, endures once more, another appropriation of her time and sanity with sleepless nights

Unconsolable babies who suck not just milk from her biological fountain but the very emotional reserves, energies and strain on the psyche


When they begin to toddle then comes another hurdle, that will make a world class athlete jealous as she sprints in a bid to pluck her young one from danger unbeknown to the dear one


Along comes  school, she becomes a teacher, another endeavor where she holds her own tutoring sessions beyond the classroom

Hours spent hammering concepts in an attempt to secure the young one an edge in this school of hard knock life


The adventures, sacrifices, unconditional selfless love and contribution of a mother cannot be limited by a page in a book, an op ed in a newspaper or any sort of media


With gratitude we say thank you mother in a childlike voice hoping to bestow a rewarding beaming smile to the face of every mother on mother's day


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