Hamare Khushi Ke Pal...

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When parents are our buddy,
When home is the place we have most fun.
Gliding on the clouds of bliss,
Where laughter is shared equally among old and young.
Everyone listens, everyone cares,
Be it mother, father, daughter or son.
There - parenting becomes a joy ride,
...and khuljaye bachpan!

I come from one such home,
Where encouragement was in abundant supply.
Be it starting my very own business or traveling alone abroad,
I was told to look ahead and fly high.
There was always a balance between caution and care,
Our parents never snubbed us to go anywhere.
Logic-reason-desire ruled above age,
Failures were dealt with consolation and never with rage.
It was more of friendship that bloomed while growing up,
...and khushi ke pal filled our days with a midas touch.

There was nothing we refrained to share,
Moments of shame, dread or even despair.
If my brother had a crush, they knew,
Or the emotional stress I went through.
If I bunked a lecture, I always told my mother,
Same rules were followed by my brother.
Without a shadow of doubt, they trust us,
Reassuring every situation is better handled with love.
Faith replaced fear, unlocking more happy days,
...and gave more khushi ke pal for us to embrace.
Hamare khushi ke pal - a vivid recollection,
When buddy parenting helped to make a perfect connection.
Dad taught me to drive, I taught him to use a smartphone,
He texts and is on whatsapp, and never feels alone.
Mom, who taught us to enjoy life to bits,
Was thrilled by surprise birthday party thrown by her kids.
They never hesitate to try new thing just to bond with us,
Be it hanging at a new place and trying new stuff.
They made growing up - a cherished ride,
As buddy parents they are more of friend, confidant and guide.

https://www.facebook.com/mychocos.

Comments

  1. TheDesakaJuly 19, 2015 at 4:25 PM

    Well written.Great family memories depicted via pictures. This article must have stirred lot of emotions in you, am sure. All the best for the contest.

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    1. Saru SinghalJuly 20, 2015 at 11:39 AM

      Yeah, it stirred many emotions. Thanks for reading and for a lovely comment, Sabina. :)

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  2. Purba chakrabortyJuly 19, 2015 at 4:57 PM

    Such a lovely poem and the pictures made this post more endearing! All the very best dear :)

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  3. RachnaJuly 19, 2015 at 10:11 PM

    A poem in true Saru style. Good luck for the contest.

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  4. Utpal KhotJuly 19, 2015 at 10:21 PM

    Fantastic Saturday.. And some beautiful clicks.. :)

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  5. Rajeev MoothedathJuly 19, 2015 at 11:41 PM

    Good-So nice to read of happy families!

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  6. Ravish ManiJuly 19, 2015 at 11:48 PM

    You always weave magic with words, Saru. What a beautiful poem with such wonderful Kodak Moments! :)

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  7. Gurunath NakkaJuly 19, 2015 at 11:55 PM

    Really lovable family and the way you write admires me Saru. God bless your and your family..Just awesome.

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  8. ShaiviJuly 20, 2015 at 2:03 AM

    Lovely. All the best for the contest!

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  9. Anjali SengarJuly 20, 2015 at 2:33 AM

    Beautiful pictures.. This post made me turning pages of my family pics album again and again :)

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  10. Shamsud AhmedJuly 20, 2015 at 4:48 AM

    Nicely done. Took my back in time. Best of luck

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  11. UppalJuly 20, 2015 at 5:55 AM

    Loved the words which bonded relationships so sweetly!

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  12. DeeshaniJuly 20, 2015 at 8:47 AM

    Lovely read. Kudos to the strong bond you and your family share :)

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  13. AnonymousJuly 20, 2015 at 8:50 AM

    Truly Khushi Ke Pal, moments to be cherished beautifully expressed:)

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  14. Roma Gupta SinhaJuly 20, 2015 at 10:50 AM

    Wonderfully expressed :)

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  15. Swati BatraJuly 20, 2015 at 12:33 PM

    Very well put up. Nice poem.
    May God bless your khushi ke pal, forever.

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  16. Rahul BhatiaJuly 21, 2015 at 12:14 AM

    May you be blessed with even more happiness on every front, Saru! This was very beautifully written and is a winner all the way:)

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  17. Online JournalistJuly 21, 2015 at 1:51 AM

    Congratulations.
    I can't conceal my love and appreciation for people like you who gratefully love and revere their parents.

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    1. Saru SinghalJuly 22, 2015 at 2:33 PM

      Thank you so much. I feel, we owe all to them.

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  18. Prasad NpJuly 21, 2015 at 8:44 AM

    What a beautiful post.. wishing your family all the happiness in the world... Loved the pictures and words both...

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  19. Dreaming Wanderer. www.tonightidream-iwander.blogspot.comJuly 21, 2015 at 11:19 AM

    Lovely post. Felt a surge of emotions and memories came flooding back. Precious and unforgettable moments with family. Bonding, sharing, caring..brought tears to my eyes.. Indeed, "Behad Khushi Ke Anmol Pal." "Rahenge Sada Dil Mein Hardam".

    Saru.. Wanted to share these posts of mine, would like you to read em:

    http://tonightidream-iwander.blogspot.in/2012/01/warrior.html

    http://tonightidream-iwander.blogspot.in/2012/01/warrior_31.html

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    1. Saru SinghalJuly 23, 2015 at 12:00 PM

      Yeah, such posts are always emotional. They bring back many untapped memories.

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  20. Anunoy SamantaJuly 21, 2015 at 11:21 AM

    So sweetly expressed Saru... my best wishes for your family wellbeing and also for the contest :-)

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  21. Ajay PaiJuly 21, 2015 at 1:21 PM

    Hi Saru -I loved this post for the fact that you have very well narrated moments of your life with your parents and the family. Woh sentence bohoooot pyaara laga. Dad taught me driving and i taught him to use smart phone. Girls are closer to their dad than mom's. Am sure u too are. Daddy ki laadli ? love the last para in this post the most.

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    1. Saru SinghalJuly 23, 2015 at 12:14 PM

      Yes, girls are closer to their dads. Thanks for reading, Ajay and for a lovely comment. :)

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  22. Ajay PaiJuly 21, 2015 at 1:23 PM

    achcha by the way, Singhal saheb also written on similar theme i guess.

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  23. AnonymousJuly 22, 2015 at 1:44 AM

    Awww - so sweet and loving!

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  24. UnknownJuly 22, 2015 at 3:45 PM

    Very very sweet and lovely post, Saru. :) Happy to these lovely family photographs too. I wish lots and lots of happiness to you and your family. :D

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  25. UnknownJuly 22, 2015 at 9:08 PM

    Saru dear, I am overwhelmed by your words of love and affection for your family. Our family is also very closely knit. Your mom is so sweet..

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  26. UnknownJuly 22, 2015 at 11:33 PM

    Saru, I love the way you tell your story in the form of poems. What I liked most There is nothing we refrained to share.... Must add this kind of openness is much needed but rare. :)

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    1. Saru SinghalJuly 23, 2015 at 2:15 PM

      Thank you, Somali. I really appreciate you noticing those small details. :)

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  27. joshi danielJuly 23, 2015 at 2:35 AM

    so lovely and wonderful :)

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  28. दिगम्बर नासवाJuly 23, 2015 at 3:09 AM

    Yes ... I fully agree ... such time of life is a wonderful time and every parent only expect this small happyness from their kids ...
    wonderful ...

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    1. Saru SinghalJuly 23, 2015 at 2:17 PM

      This is the least kids can do for their parents. Thanks for reading, Sir.

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  29. VinithaJuly 25, 2015 at 5:06 PM

    Lovely poem and lovely pictures, Saru. :)

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  30. AseemJuly 27, 2015 at 12:01 AM

    A beautiful poem as always :). The lovely pictures brought it to life.

    Have always believed that this kind of buddy parenting is what results in utmost joy and happiness for the whole family :D.

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  31. Rachit SharmaAugust 17, 2015 at 1:04 AM

    Hi Saru.... The way you have written this poem cum short story about your family, if wonderful. I can actually connect and relate to whatever you have written. Pleasure to read blogs and write ups of bloggers like you.

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    1. Saru SinghalAugust 20, 2015 at 11:26 AM

      Glad you could connect. Thanks for a lovely comment, Rachit!

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