Friday, May 2, 2008

Family!




Family faces are mirrors. Looking at the people who belong to us, we see the past, present and future.
This piece was written in response to the prompt at Sunday scribblings

The excitement was overpowering her. She never could stop herself from planning her days. She had just recieved a call. It said that they were all meeting in her hometown for the weekend. All of them were coming with their families.

She smiled. She had merged herself into her husband's family. His parents had slowly taken her under their wing and protected her. She loved every moment with them. Her innocence had transformed her into a mature wife, a mother and a much- loved daughter-in-law. Days had turned into months and then to years. Now after 15 years...she had trouble believing it.
Life had taken each of her sisters into different paths and then onto far off places. Each one on a journey of discovery, a quest for fortune. Not once did their routines coincide, then how was it, this time there was a chance? She hadn't seen them for so many years...she was apprehensive. Would they still be the same? Would all of them get along well? Will her children accept the other cousins easily? She shook herself from this euphoria.
Nothing mattered now. Being together and seeing them all was what took precedence.
She packed her bags carefully...not wanting anything to come in the way and mar her joy.

Reaching her hometown, she knew she wanted this so bad, and she had been waiting for this for years.
Her dream had come true. Now when she saw her father smile through his glossy eyes, as he saw his daughters with their family, she was overwhelmed.
She knew that for a parent, their children will always remain young and here he was, just soaking it all in...he had'nt seen all his 6 daughters and their family together and so happy....
He wished time would stand still. His family had brought him an unspoken contentment in him. And he was fulfilled.



Reminded me of a poem I had read sometime back...it was so beautifully written, I wanted to share...I think it was by someone called Denny..

Grandpa Doesn't Care


My ice cream dripped on his good pants,

but grandpa doesn't care.

his fishing tackle's tangled up,

his rod is who knows where?

I lost his keys in the garage,

I've made a mess out there.

I'm always getting into things,

but grandpa doesn't care.

I help him in the garden

'causewe're really quite a pair;

I pull the plants out with the weeds,

but grandpa doesn't care.

When I am grown and on my own,

when visits become rare,

I won't forget the love I'd get when grandpa didn't care.

20 comments:

Granny Smith said...

This reminds me of my own family reunions and how joyous they always turn out to be.

Good post. And thank you for sharing the verse.

vEENs said...

This was beautiful, simple and lovely...re-unions... i always u knw what... was horrified of re-unions... but u knw what yu make them sound good! I m looking fwd to one such meeting nxt week.. I really hope it goes well!

and the verse touched me really... really really!

paisley said...

oh i just love that poem.. i cant find any inkling of who wrote it,, but i sure would love to know!!!!

keith hillman said...

I simply LOVED this post! Your words perfectly topped of by that delightful verse. Great!!

love said...

everyone's life is a poem, a novel, a mine of values and most absorbing!
prats has innate knack and talent to bring out many instances in our day-to-day life.
this one is a wonderful treat of sorts for both the young and old. oh! real love sparkles and once you are able to ponder, analyse and appreciate such nuances of life, you wouldn't hesitate to do anything for the sake of LOVE.
EXCELLENT pRATS!

Prats said...

@grannysmith Oh yes...and the family get-togethers can be quite a destresser.
Thanks for being here

Prats said...

@veens Sometimes, reunions can be scary...cos we'll never know what to expect. But the smart thing to do is set out with no expectations...
I wish that your meeting too goes well..have fun out there..
thanks.

Prats said...

@paisley Thank you. Yes that was too good not to be shared, cos deep inside our heart , we all know that it is so true.
It was written by someone called Denny. But I have no more information. Will try to get some more

Prats said...

@keith Thanks Keith. Coming from you that's so beautiful.

Prats said...

@love Thank you so much. You've said it right...love can transcend any kind of boundary...be though it maybe inside of our ownselves....

Lilibeth said...

I enjoyed the writing and the poem as well. It reminded my of my husband's mother and the way she handled her grandkids. If we scolded them for emptying the cans onto the kitchen floor, for instance, she would say. "It's ok. They are at grandma's now."
I miss her.

Suma said...

boohoo..where did my comment go?

loved this, prats...and this is what i look forward to, each time i visit blore...

and te poem is simply simply terrific...

grandparents are wonderful and i'm so glad that i have mine and my kids enjoy theirs' too...

Compassion Unlimitted said...

Nice Prat.Family reunions when they happen after a gap of many are just wonderful.The elders do look forward to these and their innocent happiness is a treat by itself.
and grandparentsliterally etch a lot of things in our life.once again very senti stuff,keep giving !!
TC
CU

Patois said...

Nicely done. I had a Grandpa just like the one in the poem. I smile remembering him. Thanks for that.

Devil Mood said...

as a granddaughter i often forget how joyful my attention is for my grandparents and older relatives, the pride and the contentment in having a great family. you expressed itso well :)

Prats said...

@lillibeth Thats so true. It happens at my house too....its like the grandparents are living out their childhood again through their grandchildren

Prats said...

@suma....blogger ..grrrrr...now i've taken to cut paste and ready, for when the blogger fails...heheh

You are right...kids need their grandparents as much as teh older gen need them too...its a circle.

Prats said...

@CU so true **The elders do look forward to these and their innocent happiness is a treat by itself.**

Until we witness it , we'll never believe it. Each time I see my children with their grandparents I vouch for this

Prats said...

@patois. Thank you so much. That poem was too real life, for me to keep it inside and not show it around....
it brought back reality to me.

Prats said...

@devil mood..thank you so much. Yes, as grandkids thrive in the company of their grandparents, its tough not to ignore that. Its a two way path....