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Happy Mother’s Day!

The team of writers at Queen of Sea tells how much each of them love their mom and why.  Happy Mother’s Day!

Madhu Senarath:


To me my mother (Nandani Senarath) is the most selfless person I have ever met. She has scarified many luxuries in her life to bring up my sister and me. Being a school teacher for 30 years, she knew exactly how to raise us to become persons with great values. She is my inspiration in almost everything in my life and I can always count on her support to achieve my dreams. She’s a person with great courage, who wouldn’t give up in anything in her life unless it is for her children. The worst thing about growing up is seeing my mother getting old. I would do anything to keep her happy so that the pretty smile on her face will last forever. May she live long life!


Ladini Ransirini:

“අම්මා” (Mother) the most precious person in the world for everyone. For me my mother is special because she dedicated all her life for me and my brother and for sister. Though we have grown up now still she cares and does everything little thing. All her life was sacrificed to take us to the place where we stand now, without thinking on her. My mother, K. Ariyawathie was a teacher as in occupation which she did with her all passion. She never was like an ordinary teacher but did her best to educate poor children since she was a person who had the idea to help the people who need the help most. I remember how she talked about giving lessons to them. Not only for us, she wanted everyone out there to shine in the society with goodness. My mother is the pillar where I learned so many stuff rather than the education. She is the role model of me where I gained the power to talk the truth no matter what, to be brave even as a woman to talk against the wrong. The way how she helped anyone who needs the helping hand guided me to see the other peoples’ sadness and made me to think and act for helping others. No matter the situation my mother really cares and helps the others all the time. And her love towards her mother is so precious where all these good qualities molded into me as well because of seeing all these characteristics. My Mother is precious for me since she is one wonderful woman out of all the world since she gave everything into my life, since she never gave up on me till now.

Do whatever you can do to make her happy because Mothers deserve the best in the world, and the best you can do is to treat her with happiness, comfort and make her to think on the religious view as well. Then you’ll gain the most wonderful feeling ever since you did the best for her.



Thalatha Wijerathna:


When I think of my mother (Jayakodi Manike) the words that flow into my mind are “Beacon of my life, Pillar of strength”. My late mother was a teacher. She was kind , but strict. She was also my first teacher. She taught me to read & write. I was reading historical novels when I was in grade 2. She loved not only us. She loved and helped children of her relatives by giving them accommodation and helping hand in studies. She was a loving grand-ma for my kids. I know no one can take my mom’s place. She helped me financially for my education and gifted me a house. She was not stingy. Her memories are cherished in my mind forever.

Charitha Adhikariarachchi:

We all need a foundation for our life. I see my mom (Thalatha Nandani) as the foundation giving me the strength to hold on amongst storms. She is my guiding light. I remember when I was schooling, she used to get up early in the morning and complete her house hold work despite of being a working woman. She cooked delicious food for us. I can’t believe how she managed those multiple roles in her life. My mother is the greatest influence in my life. I learned to work hard from my mother.


Nadiya Amith:

My mom is more than a friend to me. She understands my needs even before I tell her. She laughs with me like a sister and takes Care of me like a guardian angel. When ever I am in trouble she always stands by me. I know all mothers are special but mine is extra special and I love her to infinity.


Chasing clothes, Chasing hearts

The New Year spirit is still visible everywhere but mostly on streets. Most of us were on streets during the last few weeks, predominantly walking around fancy fashion shops to buy clothes as much as possible. Voyaging from one shop to another, we all rushed in search of the best skirt, best frock, the best trouser or the shirt as if we had nothing before or we were unclothed throughout the year. We were on a hunt, literally hunting clothes; it might be for you, your children, spouse, siblings or parents.

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Sometimes it is fun, sometimes it is the most tiresome activity. Though we are used to buying clothes whenever we need right through the year, when it comes to the New Year season intentionally or unintentionally we tend to buy something, mostly things that are not essential and we load all of them in the wardrobe. Most of us do not know the length and the width of our wardrobes and sometimes we do not know what is there in the bottom of it. Heaps and heaps of garments with some of it totally untouched. We continue the practice, since all the others are doing the same or since we are supposed to wear something new for the New Year.

It is easy to follow the routine but it is difficult to be dare enough to refuse it and stand different. The New Year is not something to chase after clothes for but to chase hearts. You can start it from your wardrobe. Stride over your chest of drawers. Scan them from top to bottom. Definitely, you will be able to find several clothes that you do not use frequently together with several other garments that you have never touched but are still in very good condition.

This is a common reality among most of us, because as human beings we are greedy to possess a lot but we also forget things soon. Now, you have two simple options; firstly, you can donate them to someone in need. If not you can reuse them and save the money you allocated to buy new clothes and channel them directly to the betterment of someone less well-off. There are so many among us who neither possess wardrobes nor clothes, but still are willing to celebrate the New Year with new clothes. So, this is the right time to chase their hearts!

This column was first published in iVolunteer/SundayTimes Sri Lanka (2014)

Now I Love Him Even More ♡♡

When I was small I had crushes on two celebrities – Michael Praed who played the role of Robin Hood in the British TV series “Robin of Sherwood” and Bryan Adams. I loved Bryan Adams’ voice and found him very handsome! Bryan Adams is one of my favorite singers up-to-date.


Recently I was going through a Bollywood news site and a heading caught my eye, “Bryan Adams shoots Priyanka Chopra’s first Guess campaign”. Brian Adams? I was surprised.

No, that can’t be him.

But curiosity made me follow the link and read the full article. It was him! My favorite singer has found a second career as a photographer! I kept surfing the Internet. Although Bryan Adams’s popularity in the music world never diminished, he has started working as a photographer.

I found many celebrities’ photo shoots in his official website

More than that in 2014 he has published a book, Wounded: The Legacy of War, which is a collection of portraits of young British soldiers who have suffered life-changing injury in Iraq and Afghanistan or during training. The book is available on Amazon.


Follow this link to view some of its photographs,–ekVtINzZDx . I bet once you go through those images you will get tears.

Well, now I love Bryan Adams even more!

He will always remain my crush. ♡ ♡

True Love is True

All the vows uttered by couples at the altar come to my mind, ‘in sickness and in health’, ‘till the death do us depart’, ‘marriage is a sacred union’. I wonder, are those words valid in present world?

I guess no, for those who cannot tolerate when their partner’s sweat smells after a long tiring day at work, for sex addicts that cannot hold-back their desires till their partner’s mensuration is over. Those words do not apply to them. Also, not for those who just want a marriage of convenience and not for those who are not hesitant to do unjust to their partner.

But what about divorce? Why do two people grow apart, though they couldn’t live without each other sometime ago? Why do the couples we assumed to be perfect, split? Do we need to have a right for a divorce or is it just an easy way out?

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As a practising attorney for 3 years, I happened to notice issues in marriages that eventually led to divorces.

One of my clients (an idiot) wanted to divorce his legally married wife for not answering his late-night phone calls. The wife had been working at a garment factory from 6 am to 6 pm. They have never lived as husband and wife though they had put their signatures on a piece of paper. He had avoided entering the wedded life as he was unsure whether he was ready to shoulder the responsibilities of a husband. When I heard his story, the first question popped in my mind was why the hell he married that girl in the first place (is he not an idiot?).

I had to fight for my client as he badly wanted a divorce though he really didn’t have a case. I believe if he wanted to work out his marriage, he could have arranged to live under the same roof with his wife, despite all the hardships. I had to ask the wife if she was willing to divorce as well. The wife agreed to file for a divorce, and the marriage was dissolved stating that they never ever had a real family life. My client got what he wanted, a divorce without paying a claim. I wonder why they did not choose to have a little patience and respect the bond they had shared in the past. Why did they take the easy way out?

The sad truth is that most of divorces I have filed and appeared in court for, were cases where the couples have not actually had a relationship of a husband and wife. They have decided the family life would be a bitter berry even without tasting a bit of it. In a marriage, two families are involved and divorcing over trivial matters affects not only the couple but their families. People get hurt, dignity of parents shattered.

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In Sri Lanka, most couples legally get married (some call it an engagement), later have the wedding ceremony and thereafter live under the same roof. Some are marriages of convenience like getting a visa. One of my clients was a woman in mid-twenties, her husband was living overseas and he did not wish to live in Sri Lanka nor take his wife with him to where he was living. They got divorced.

Once two ladies came to meet me in my office in Kegalle, they were mother-in-law and daughter-in-law. The mother-in-law told me that her son is living overseas and his wife was not happy to leave the country. The wife told me that at the point of the marriage, she was not informed of the husband’s decision to live abroad. The husband and wife liked each other, in fact they didn’t have any problem other than the mismatch of ideas on what should be the country of residence. One of them had to compromise, but none were willing to.

Most marriages among younger ones end just like that, they are taking the easy way out. They are stubborn and don’t try to even out their differences. If they really liked each other in the first place, why they can’t compromise the small things? They are reluctant to the fact that each person on earth has his or her own set of flaws. Nobody can expect their partner to be perfect when himself or herself is not perfect in the first place. After all, if every man and woman on earth were perfect, wouldn’t the world be a boring place?

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Finally, I want to tell you about a couple that managed to choose love over their differences. A young couple got married against the will of the girl’s parents. This girl had a dream of becoming a nurse. Married women are not eligible to enter the government’s nursing schools. The parents of the girl had been influencing her to give up her marriage and enter the nursing school as a single woman. The wife was lost in her career dreams for a while and wanted a divorce. This couple came to me to file a divorce and I noticed the husband was in tears as he spoke. He was soft-hearted and he didn’t choose to disturb his wife’s dreams although he wanted her so much. Later the couple had reconciled, the wife had decided to enter a private nursing school and the husband has helped her with the finances to pay for studies. I was happy when they told me they don’t want a divorce anymore. I was glad the wife could secure both her career dreams and her love marriage.

They chose true love, while not losing themselves in the process. They chose each other, made little compromises but didn’t give up their own identity. I was lucky to witness true love triumph in their case, a rare experience in my career.

I want true love to win, always.

A person whom you can connect to naturally, a person who chooses you over other things and other people, a person who understands your moods, a person who nourishes your soul, a person who don’t force you to be someone you are not – if you find such person, don’t ever let him or her go. True love is not a concept invented by poets. True love is true!

Men – An Endangered Species!

Should there be an International day for Men? Here is what Charitha Adhikari has to say.

Men – an endangered species – My idea in 2001

International women’s day comes up and all the women realise they are in need of equal rights. Meanwhile men laugh at this, but they suffer in secret.

Men should be given an International Day for two reasons. One, to make them recall all their deeds against the fairer-sex, during the year gone by, like how he fell in love with three women at the same time, how he whistled at girls who passed him by, how he degraded household work as things too easy to handle, and last but not least, how he prevented his wife from getting a higher education by making her have a baby.

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On the other hand, an International Day will give men the ideal opportunity to fight against being stereotyped. He could fight against society for seeing him as someone has to be strong, (even when he is feeble inside), stand with virility, with strong biceps and broad shoulders.

Every man among us, has to be a bread winner even though more and more women are working these days. And what if the wife refuses to work at all? Undoubtedly this could be hard for men.

In fact they lead such difficult lives I wonder why men are not listed in the endangered species list. So, why not give them the opportunity to celebrate a men’s day? After all, no matter who obeyed the serpent first, we women should understand that Adam and Eve, were both human.

Men – an endangered species – My idea in 2017

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Hilariously within a span of 16 years, the issue of Men being endangered still remains the same, while my take on it has changed thanks to the men that I came across within that period.

In this day and age men are endangered because women are becoming more stronger day by day, just to try and break the glass ceiling that their men have created above them. The more you try to oppress someone, the one who is stronger will try to bounce back harder.

Everyday, I see women try to win a never ending battle, some trying to juggle career and a family. Some trying to battle the societal norms, some trying to battle all the men who are trying to put them in place since they are scared of her, some trying to battle other fellow women who will be on their way obstructing.

So men still find it harder I guess, with all the women trying to do their best. After all it’s a man’s world, or is it?

UNWRITTEN HISTORY – Battle of Ladies

This article was collaboratively written by Milani Buddhika, Nusra Afzal and Hasitha Adhikariarachchi.

Long time ago in my school days, I had taken part in the western band and the drama crew, but never sports! On the contrary, my three classmates Milani, Nusra and Chandima had too much blood pumping in their veins and had joined the school cricket team. Guess what, they played leather ball!

These three girls were always on the ground, whenever they came back to classroom, they were sun burnt! They were dedicated, disciplined and fun. And they were among the very first school girls to play in a big match in Sri Lanka.

Yes, the very first female big match happened in 1999, between two girls-schools in Kegalle, namely St. Joseph’s Balika Maha Vidyalaya Vs Kegalu Balika Maha Vidyalaya. If you are willing to know more, here you go:

  • 1999 – Soft ball test match
  • 2000 – Limited over match, soft ball
  • 2001 – Limited over leather ball match, first ever in Sri Lankan women’s cricket
  • 2002 – Limited over leather ball match.
  • 2003 – Limited over leather ball
  • 2004 – Limited over leather ball
  • 2005 – didn’t pay a big match due to Tsunami disaster back in 2004
  • 2006 – Limited over leather ball

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The first Inter School Big Match was held at Kegalle Public ground on 5th of November 1999, between St. Joseph’s Balika Maha Vidyalaya Vs Kegalu Balika Maha Vidyalaya. The former Sri Lankan Cricket Captain, Mr. Arjuna Ranathunga was the chief guest, and my friends brought back a stump autographed by Arjuna. In 1999 and 2000, the matches were drawn.

My classmate Milani, walked down the memory lane with me;

“Honestly, playing cricket for my school (St. Joseph’s Balika Maha Vidyalaya) is the best thing I’ve ever done in my life. I gained so many things thanks to that. We have played seven big matches”.

My other classmate who played cricket, Nusra also shared her memories;

“Battle of Ladies’ leather ball Cricket encounter was played at the Kegalle public grounds on 13th of June 2002. It was a historical moment for the country. This was considered as the first leather ball Cricket encounter match played between two Girls’ schools.”

“We should thank Mrs. R.M.C.K Athapattu (our former principal of St. Joseph’s B.M.V) and Mrs. R.Malawana (former principal of Kegalu Balika M.V.) for starting such an event. At the same time, we thank everyone who helped us to grow and build ourselves and identify our talents, so a special thank you goes to our coaches and teaches in charge. We cherish the students of both the schools for being present at the match with us, and encouraging us by cheering up.”

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“Do you know why it didn’t continue after 2006?” I asked some other girls of my school who had played the game.

“Probably lack of interest in the management. Leather ball cricket is not easy, kids in our school still play Cricket, but just soft ball cricket. They now play some district/provincial matches using soft ball.”

I remember cheering for my friends in the ground, “Come on Milani! Come on Nusra!”. My classmates and I would scream till the end of the match, and the next day our voices were strained. And we would gather around Milani, Nusra and Chandima to tell how much we adored their talent!

We were tomboys, energetic and carefree but dedicated for what we believed in. I believed in the pleasure of arts, and cricket was the religion for Milani and Nusra. When we look back after all these days, none of us have anything to complain about those moments. We just hope that the two leading girls-schools in Kegalle will make plans to have the big match again!

Have a Big Heart

Have a big heart

Some tiny incidents, though seemingly simple and insignificant can make us overjoyed and even capable of changing the whole philosophy of our personal life. Something similar happened recently. If my memory is correct five or six months ago, there was a private bus strike and I was a direct victim of it as a regular user of public transport.

I can still remember the importance of the day. I had a compulsory research workshop at the university but unfortunately our private vehicle was at the garage to be repaired so there was no option for me but to use either a CTB bus or a taxi. Determined to go to university however, I stepped towards the junction, amidst a lot of discouragement by some of my neighbours who were returning home after being completely angered by this sudden bus strike. Though I ignored them, those verbal discouragements were fully justified as soon as I reached the bus stop there were more than a hundred people around the bus stop waiting for a bus to go to Colombo and adjacent destinations. The only hope and the positive sign there I perceived was amidst the crowd there was a friend of mine with a pleasing smile accompanied by the same determination to go to university.

Soon we started chatting about the situation and about a possible method of reaching the university. Several CTB buses appeared and, proving the maxim ‘survival of the fittest’, the fittest and the fastest males and some of the females within the crowd were successful in finding places in those buses that were overcrowded and about to burst, leaving the feeble like us disappointed, helpless and hopeless!

A few seconds later, quite unexpectedly, a lady appeared and said that if we are willing, she can take us with her in her car, while inquiring about our destination. Fortunately, both destinations were similar and inside the car a school child sat having his breakfast, so we felt that it was safe. We reached university, safe and sound!

One might argue that our decision was dangerous and risky since there are people who fish in troubled waters but for me the act was pure humanity! It is a task of believing in a completely unknown person. We simply trusted her and she trusted us, which is the meaning of humanity. She had a compassionate heart or in simpler terms ‘a big heart’! Sometimes we prefer massive scale almsgivings or donations with loud-speakers but ignore silent acts like this. True volunteers appear in such situations and true volunteerism is nothing but being an empathetic human being with a big heart!

This column was first published in iVolunteer/SundayTimes Sri Lanka (2014)

First Week at the University

Lilani’s Facebook wall is almost like an online diary. She is sharing her Facebook status with us, the status from the first week of her university life, the beginning of a new chapter in her life away from her hometown in Baddegama, Galle.


වහිනකොට කොළොම්පුර,
අහස සී සී කඩව,
වැටෙන වැහි පොද බරව,
වදින හිරිකඩ සැරයි.

බලන්නට කොහෙවත්,
දිය පාරවල් සැදුනු,
පෙනෙන්නට නෑ උඩින්,
කොන්ක්රිට් කුණු කානු.

වැහි පොදට සිඹින්නට,
තණ පළස් නෑ ඉතින්,
උසම උස ගල් බිත්ති,
හැම තැනම වටළලා.

කොළොම්පුර මහ වැස්ස,
කවුළුවෙන් රිංගලා,
මතක ගෙන හද තෙමයි,
ගමේ සුව කොයි කියා.


A woman: No, she’s not your dice to roll on, not your coin to toss, not your pawn to bet. Neither a tool to use, nor an animal to toil for men.


Ragging is just a reflection of the need for attention and dominance, which often ends up in the reverse, with distaste and disrespect. When a group of people organize themselves against a group of fellow people, in one way it is terrorism itself, where violence collaborates with discrimination. Where there is coexistence, there’s no need to demand attention or respect. Harmony creates it.

However, what the majority or perhaps, a once-ragged minority believes is that suppression should cascade. Whereas it should not. A hurtful ragging season is not how you should promote equality. That’s what the August seniors of universities should know (however, we are lucky here, at UOC, because still no one bothered us).


University of Colombo, so far so good. College house canteen is just wow!

And yes, I get lost all the time trying to find out the lecture rooms. And yes, I’ve found people with the same mental disorder. And yes, our whole English class stood up for the tech guy, thinking he was the lecturer, and then didn’t stand up for the actual lecturer.

We did drive the IDC people mad. And, so far so good. Super cool. Plus, there are cats and dogs.


 At my home, every morning is like this.

My cat: (at about 6.15 or 6.30) Miow miow miow
Me: Kiri.. Still sleeping dude. Go away.
My cat: (scratches my sole and more loudly) mioww
Me: Nooo.. Not yet, a bit more.
My cat: (tries biting my leg, it doesn’t work, starts parading around the bed) miow…
Me: OK, I hate you. Shut up and curl up if you are jealous of my ability to sleep well.
My cat: (now becomes violent and bites hard) MIAOWWW…
Me: Gosh!! I’m up I’m up!!! Good morning!!

Now I do miss this back at the boarding house.

First week at the university

Lilani will be sharing more of her thoughts in the coming weeks. Stay tuned!

How we see Valentines’ Day

995594_201216020069215_134138452_nThe team of writers at Queen of Sea shares their opinion about modern day love and the much celebrated Valentine’s day.

Lilani (first year student of the University of Colombo):

Love is for sale. Yes, you read it right. Love, is for sale and in this society, you even get discounts, based on your level of commitment. People say “I love you” without even having a clue of what love is. They think that ‘Need’ is love. They think that ‘Touch’ is love. They do not know, that love is holding one’s hand and holding it till that hand wears out with the course of time and age. So then we come to ‘Valentine’s day’. And that is where we all go wrong. It has to be a celebration of true love and commitment.

Charitha (Journalist residing in Sydney, Australia):

Love is important but you have your own life as well. True love happens when you can grow with the other person. So career dreams of a woman should go hand in hand not passing her. Education is more important than anyone.

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I haven’t seen a better love story than my parents’. As far as I know, it’s not a so called ‘love marriage’ but a proposed one. But it’s amazing to see their relationship. I’m not trying to paint it with an extremely rosy hue, every relationship has ups and downs. Yet, as I learned from them, the basis is trust and faithfulness. Durable and healthy relationships need those two ingredients more than any other. Love is a feeling that doesn’t arise all the time. It comes rarely, slowly but suddenly and we don’t feel it all the time toward all the people. So, it’s such a unique feeling that should be protected and nurtured with trust and faithfulness.

Thalatha (retired school teacher):

My generation has never heard about the Valentine’s day when we were young. To my knowledge this day has a religious origin. I feel young lovers should enjoy this day not only by exchanging gifts, but participating in religious activities together. I think now this day has been too much commercialised. Young girls will end up in hotel rooms with their lovers under the influence of booze or drugs. So girls should be aware of the dangers of being in love with the wrong person. They should identify true love from lust. Also parents should warn their children. Actually, this Valentine’s day concept is much new to our culture. Most of flower shops and gift shops tend to earn profits by luring young kids to buy gifts for their crush. Young girl and boys should be aware of it. School children should focus on studies. When students get hold of such romantic ideas, it disrupts their education.

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Ladini (postgraduate student employed in IT industry):

Valentine! Indeed everyone is so excited about this word and I hope February 14th is the date that they have in the mind right now. But, I wonder how many people know the history behind this date. Why such date is announced and all. There is a history for everything so I invite you all to search and see what the legend beneath this date is. But unfortunately today, this date is just another marketing date where lovers are marketing their love while the business men market their goods. In my opinion it is good that the lovers even have a day to show their love, but why this single day? Can’t you all show the love each and every day? Every second you can show your love even from a single word or a single action. So my message for you is to love the people around you and all the living beings every time you breathe. Show your love even with a single wholehearted smile. That’s the simplest way to spread and convey your love. Don’t ever get caught by the traps in the society and don’t make your selves to be slaves of the society’s’ needs by going with the trend all follows.

Nadiya (Business Analyst employed in IT industry):

When the word love is mentioned most of us imagine of the significant other or better half. It is nothing bad, as human beings that is what we yearn for. Love is something more than that if you have a closer look. It’s a mothers love for her baby who haven’t yet seen the world. It’s a father’s protection for his little prince and princess. A sister’s care and a brother’s hug. And a friend’s support in good and bad. Grandma’s food and grandpa’s stories. They all sum up just the love of family. To define love in a single phrase would be injustice. It is a common language shared by souls whether human or animal, old or young, rich or poor, alive or dead. And if anyone says ‘I can’t find love’, ask them not to look in every corner of the world but around themselves with their heart not their eyes.

Pictures by Sandunika Hasangani and Uditha Rajasekara.

Love of My Life

As the youngest of the family, I always urged for love and attention. Whenever my parents paid more attention to my sister. I was jealous. Even as an adult, I was sad when everybody’s attention was drawn to my sister’s first baby. Truly I love the kid, but hey, I was no more the youngest kid of the family. So when I told my sister about my worries, she laughed and she said, that she still loves me the same way. “How is that possible?”, I asked her. Because I used to be her little baby, but now that she has her own baby how can she love me the same way?

She said “Well they are two different kinds of love. I love you both just so much as a part of myself, I will do anything for both of you, there’s nothing I wouldn’t give you if you need. No matter whether it’s one of my limbs, I will do anything to keep you both happy and safe, if the baby bit me I will happily tolerate it. But if you bit me I will definitely bite u back!!!”.

Her idea was quite funny but it was clear enough for me to get the picture. Now that I’m a new mother, I myself know what she told was true.


We all experience different kinds of love throughout our entire life. Above all, the mother-baby love is very special. A mother starts loving the child from the moment she gets to know that she’s pregnant. So, does the father. Even if he can’t feel the baby’s mild punches and kicks at first, he does everything he can for the well-being of the mother which is ultimately a way of showing love and care for the baby.

He keeps the mother happy. He gives her anything she wishes, he cooks, he helps her with the laundry and does the dishes and he takes her to evening walks and to movies… Some of these he never had done them before, but now he does them all because he loves the baby. He asks how many times the baby kicked during the day, he gives foot massages to the mother, he even keeps awake to see if the mother will turn in her sleep and the little bump might get hurt!

He does these because he wants the baby to be healthy and happy too.

The day our baby was born, we went to the hospital alone because we didn’t want to bother our parents in the middle of the night. But I didn’t have the slightest feeling of fear because my husband was with me holding my hand through the entire time. I had to go through an emergency caesarian because I was infected after the water bag broke. But I wasn’t scared because he was there softly rubbing my cheeks and telling me stories and encouraging me. I really loved the way he did it. But later I got to know from his mother that he was so scared as I had to go through a caesarian operation suddenly.


He had called his parents in fear and had cried worrying about me and the baby because of the infection. But he acted like everything is fine in front of me. Like that every father hides his worries and fears because he knows that he should be strong and he should be encouraging and protecting the family rather than thinking about himself.

When the doctor put the baby on my chest for the first time, I cried as I couldn’t tolerate the joy. I can’t even try to explain how I felt when that warm and tender little bundle was put on my chest. As the time passes both of us enjoyed every moment with the baby. None of us want to miss anything. Sleepless nights, poo and pee, nothing seems to matter.

You want to cherish every moment.. all those firsts become precious memories…


You feel like your baby is the most beautiful among all the babies. You worry even if your baby sneezes! You don’t think about yourself. You do everything to keep the baby happy, safe and to look beautiful. Even if you don’t spend to buy something for yourself, you spend any amount to buy the best things for your baby. Both of you keep awake to see the baby smile in its sleep. You give out everything your child needs expecting nothing in return and with no worries or regrets.

It’s true love. It’s pure. It’s boundless and it’s unconditional.