Chaitra was all geared up that day!
It was her first day at the nursery school and she had been waiting for a long time for the same.
She had a bright yellow colored bag,a transparent water bottle and new shiny shoes which were matching her red dress.Her hair clips also were a contrasting pink in colour.
She was very happy and readily sat in the car with me and Mansi to go to the nursery school.
Judging by her enthusiasm,it appeared as if she would imbibe all the education in one day. She had been taught her basic manners of addressing teachers and her fellow students like a parrot.
We entered her class,she was greeted warmly by her sweet teacher.
As we were leaving, she started to call us and started sobbing. she looked so helpless!
With tears in her eyes we left hesitantly and waited outside the school with other equally depressed parents. All we heard was wailing inside, hoping that it was not our crying child.
After an hour, we received Chaitra with swollen eyes and a tired face just waiting to go home where she could snuggle with us and feel secure and comfortable.
She complained immediately on arriving home to my parents that we had left her all alone in the school at the teacher's mercy. She promptly made a decision of skipping school the next day !
Children are so sensitive and need their parents to be around all the time, they want to be inside our cocoon of love and shelter all the time. Any way, Chaitra, next day woke up smiling and asking her mom about time of the school,her dress and her tiffin contents!
She had no recollection of her previous day in school and looked forward to go today.
This time there were no tears from Chaitra, Mansi was extremely upset and was trying hard to suppress her tears. I asked her the reason.She said that one fine day I would realise.
Somewhere in the near future,
The music and the celebrations were just getting over.
The sumptuous feast was being relished by hungry guests and well wishers.
Chaitra was leaving us in a fancy car, walking with her bridegroom hand in hand!
Her entire childhood and her fun filled life flashed in front of my eyes.
I remembered her first day of school !
I just hugged the now older Mansi and cried.
My sweet bird had left her nest to fly away!
Our cocoon would be so empty now!
It was her first day at the nursery school and she had been waiting for a long time for the same.
She had a bright yellow colored bag,a transparent water bottle and new shiny shoes which were matching her red dress.Her hair clips also were a contrasting pink in colour.
She was very happy and readily sat in the car with me and Mansi to go to the nursery school.
Judging by her enthusiasm,it appeared as if she would imbibe all the education in one day. She had been taught her basic manners of addressing teachers and her fellow students like a parrot.
We entered her class,she was greeted warmly by her sweet teacher.
As we were leaving, she started to call us and started sobbing. she looked so helpless!
With tears in her eyes we left hesitantly and waited outside the school with other equally depressed parents. All we heard was wailing inside, hoping that it was not our crying child.
After an hour, we received Chaitra with swollen eyes and a tired face just waiting to go home where she could snuggle with us and feel secure and comfortable.
She complained immediately on arriving home to my parents that we had left her all alone in the school at the teacher's mercy. She promptly made a decision of skipping school the next day !
Children are so sensitive and need their parents to be around all the time, they want to be inside our cocoon of love and shelter all the time. Any way, Chaitra, next day woke up smiling and asking her mom about time of the school,her dress and her tiffin contents!
She had no recollection of her previous day in school and looked forward to go today.
This time there were no tears from Chaitra, Mansi was extremely upset and was trying hard to suppress her tears. I asked her the reason.She said that one fine day I would realise.
Somewhere in the near future,
The music and the celebrations were just getting over.
The sumptuous feast was being relished by hungry guests and well wishers.
Chaitra was leaving us in a fancy car, walking with her bridegroom hand in hand!
Her entire childhood and her fun filled life flashed in front of my eyes.
I remembered her first day of school !
I just hugged the now older Mansi and cried.
My sweet bird had left her nest to fly away!
Our cocoon would be so empty now!
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