Software Symphy 31 - Page 10

Originally posted by: Ashu25

Where is Mentor Sahiba!!!!

O, mentor sahiba is Asma ...

Asma has a full house tonight! I'm guessing she must be asleep after being on her feet for the last 14 hours with kids aged between 3 to 6 and her som in the mix.

She is my mentor too in a way Ashu. I met when I was 45 and she was my daughters camp mate. But I absolutely adore her husband! Has she told you he is 6.3 and had a stubble when they got married! 😉

Will there be one more tonight?

Originally posted by: NSB7

A father and son

I remember the pleasant evening she was waiting for me at the door step

I walked in tired and worn out by the day's tasks and its complicated web

She smiled at me not the usual one she always would when relived to find me home

But something else pouring out of her eyes flowy and frothy like foam

She took a step I waited for her she wouldn't say it but I could see

A celebrating house announcing his arrival my love on number three

Months passed memories made and with each day I got eger

Adorned in her arms I saw Him the first time my happiness boundless not meager

Taking tiny steps he would walk towards me but run to his mother as I would open my arms to hold

Hiding behind her he would Make fun of me..smiling a naughty glint his trics and laughter waiting to unfold

As he grew like a racing car...flying through the days everything went too fast

I saw him trouble his sisters I saw him hold his mom...every moment treasured until I last

Once a father teaching his son how to hold a bat once a father scolding him as he would drive his bike too rash

Once a father proud and happy as he won medals and prizes fat while once a father worried sick as he loved the party and flash

He made me a better man while I taught him what I learned from the things i did wrong

He showed me how I could grow some patience when he would be gone for times so long

Every little moment of life I see him change and grow

Yesterday a dad's best friend maybe today he would make me want to bow

He may love me until the end or he may leave me behind mid way

I would always want him just as much no matter what theatrics he would play

Tiny fingers and a lovely smile...curly hair and eyes guile

The bundle of joy my small baby thats what he would alwyad be and remain for a while

Originally posted by: nividances

I will post some more baby pictures tomorrow putti and Ashu. Right now, it's time to write something to add another page to papa's collection. That's what I gift him every year for father's day. He loved the first one that I ever wrote so much that the tradition just continued.😊

Those babies are beautiful!

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Originally posted by: Seriousreader

🤗 Some in our forties too😊

age isn't a question when we can connect on this beautiful level of interaction... We could easily forget the age gap and be happy about the friends of the similar mindsets we found

Nivi - whenever you get time love!!

It was a masterpiece by u Namz!!!

Ranjan!!!!! oh god... yr it was too emotional to handle!
If i read it without knowing who the ranjan is... i might survive it but now a known old man is fitting into words and it's heart wrenching!

Sahi h!!! Update se rulaao fir spl poems se rulaao...
chahte kya ho!!!

Originally posted by: NSB7

age isn't a question when we can connect on this beautiful level of interaction... We could easily forget the age gap and be happy about the friends of the similar mindsets we found

I'm glad to know u all and feel really lucky