Letter to my dear little daughter.

LETTER TO MY DAUGHTER.

Dear little Nishka,

I write this as you are nearing the ending of your fifth year and all geared to step into the sixth. All set to grow up. Yet, I cannot forget the day I first saw you and held you. Tiny little fingers and tiny little toes, big lovely eyes that shine so bright filled with curiosity and you were so pink – that is the image of how I first saw you. And I was so overwhelmed that soon after the doctor gave me sedatives and put me to sleep. But you were a sweetheart baby. No fuss about anything. You enjoyed your feeding time and your massage and bath time. No long nights (except a few and that are negligible). And in the blink of an eye, you were one. You were an easy baby to wean. Though fussy with milk you liked your solids and with none of the teething tantrums you were soon two-year-old darling little baby girl.

The onset of two and you started going to playschool. I remember the first day, I dropped you at school and I was actually feeling so bad that I did not have the courage to come back to the empty house. I stayed out till your one hour of playschool ended and then came back with you. But you, on the contrary, enjoyed the school so much that I had a tough time persuading you to come back home. And in these school days and vacation days how the years passed!

Now that you are venturing into the sixth year I can actually feel the “grown-up kid” traits in you. Your revolting and adamant nature though now can be dealt with, I know it is going to get a bit tough as and when you grow up to be a teenager. We are bound to have our share of conflicts and fights and we should, that actually strengthens the relationship. And eventually, that is what matters. There will be also a time when you will feel that I’m getting on your nerves and in fact, I will be, but always remember that whatever I do will be for your good. Yes, I will scold you, slap you even punish you but that is for your betterment and not for my enjoyment because every time I do that I end up feeling guilty though I know it was done for your good.

As and when you grow you will have your own share of life experiences. The first crush, the first heartbreak, the first sense of achievement and that of first loss and what not. I know that at that time you might feel that I may be the last person you would want to share your personal life experiences but darling always remember that you can do that without any hesitation and I will listen to everything much patiently because being your mom, I have already been through that phase of life and maybe can advise you better or just silently listen.

In your journey of life, you will realise that this world is not as simple as it seems now. It is complicated and so are people and relationships. Not all people you meet are evil and not all people you meet are good. There are times when you have to learn to differentiate good from evil and yes, it is difficult, at the time impossible too. So don’t blame yourself if you make a wrong choice. It is absolutely okay to be wrong and take wrong decisions BUT don’t brood over them, instead learn from them and take a good lesson from them and move on. Never dwell in past, for it might be too late when you will realise the fact that while you were hanging on to past, the present too vanished. Make memories, happy and sad and keep them with you. Happy memories define you and sad memories will make you strong. And never ever give two pence about what people comment on your clothes. Wear what you like, what you are comfortable in and not what people want you to wear. But whatever you wear, have the right attitude to carry it. Because your clothes will not define you or your character, your attitude will. So have the right attitude towards things and people in life.

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Also remember, don’t be afraid to fall. You have wings, fly, I can teach you how to fly, but where to fly, your destination depends on you. Undoubtedly, you have come from me but you have not come for me. You are an independent soul, and you have your own dreams to be followed. I will be there, maybe not to catch you when you fall, but definitely to heal your wounds acquired from the fall and to motivate you to fly again. I will support your decisions, but will be a stubborn, hell-bent, non-understanding mom when I find them to be wrong. Hope one day you will understand that. But I will be there for you, in your thick and your thin, in your highs and your lows maybe not near you but definitely with you to pat your back and to give you a shoulder to cry.

Oh! And yes, I am going to pester you to learn cooking, not because one fine day, you may get married and will have to cook and all. That is your decision but if stuck someday, you will not have to depend on anybody. Something to make you a bit independent.

Remember always be strong, be independent but if someday things don’t go right it is absolutely okay to break down. Have friends and nurture them, fall in love and love unconditionally with all your heart, because if someday I am not there, your friends and your love will be the one to guide you and be with you. I wish you could be my little angel forever and not grow up so soon and we could have the cuddly time forever. But that’s the characteristic of the time, it moves on and we too move on with it.

I know that I am not a perfect mother, but in teaching you ways of life, I too have learnt many things from you and has given me a different perception towards many things in life. And no matter what I will always love and adore you my little sparrow.

Love Forever,

Mumma.