(Welcome the 250th post on this blog!)
Yesterday was Vigyan's first day at Christ Academy as an LKG student. We were there in the first few moments. The assembly. The prayer. The national anthem. The news, the thought-for-the-day, the saavdhan-vishraam. The school parade-band. While Vigyan stood awestruck and overwhelmed, Shilpi and I stood with millions of memories of our childhood flooding in. The happiness and nostalgia, too intense to be expressed in words, found its outlet through a big lump in the throat and a moment of dampness in my eyes.
Who says the childhood, gone once, never comes back? We live it day by day, through our child.
Fall of the Hero
Poem for My Beloved Son
The Day the School Reopens
The Dark Night