12/18/2019
Heaven’s Dust Happy hour...😊😄
Lets look at the funny side of the childhood and share something interesting with our friends!
When my son turned 8, I realized that all these past years he had true ears, a neat aesthetic taste, most importantly his OWN WILL:)
By that time I had two kids, 8 and 2 years of age.
I composed a lullaby so melodious and soothing for their ears,a beautiful amalgam of all the bedtime songs I ever heard starting from the desi nannies' classic ‘Allah re Allah’ to ‘Chanda mama dur ke’
I used to hum it during day time for their naps and in the night with all those chirpy tunes going high and low, combing their hair gently with my fingers making them sleepy with every other note. Tucked up in their comforters, snuggled together shrinking into me, holding me tight.
Days passed into months and grew up into years..I sang and I sang that made my babies grow older. Bed times were so cozy..dim lights, comfy comforters, warm beds and a tuneful bedtime song.....That one night in the middle of my shrilly cry, my son uttered with no expression at all...
"Amma please don't sing this song it's too depressing!!!I couldn't stand it since I was a baby; but I never said that because I thought it will break your heart but you don't stop singing and I start having a tummy ache!!" Where the younger one asserted saying," mamma it's ISHCAELLY (scary)!
So...this was what that hugging and snuggling all about!!
I laughed myself to tears and still do whenever I think about it:)
Friends I never hummed any lullaby to my third one and of course this is the only secret of her sounder sleep:))
