After a looong Thanksgiving break we are back with another edition of the Weekend Thoughts column. We are glad that we have this wonderful article from Shanta Misra of Houston, to start our countdown towards the holiday season and the New Year. Shanta writes on a topic which is dear to everyone's heart: MOTHER. When a newborn child learns to speak, the first word he utters is MAA. Mother is the center of the universe for the young child and she shapes the child's psychology and future.
The article has a tinge of nostalgia and takes you back down the memory lane yet again. The writer also draws upon her poetic talents to present a nice poetic touch to the topic and also provides the impressions of writers and poets of WOMEN. All in all an interesting and thoughtful article. I hope all of you enjoy it.
The review is by Minoti Sahu.
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Enjoy this week's article from Shanta Misra of Houston.
NAME: EMAIL: firstname.lastname@example.org BORN: on the 14th of August ( a very stormy night they say! ) to the most delightful parents. EDUCATION: Do you really want to know? Well, allegedly the cream of the `Indian' nation (Ha! Ha!) i.e, B.S in Exploration Geophysics from I.I.T Kharagpur. M.S in Geophysics/ Hydrology from Wright State Univ. Dayton, Ohio. CURRENTLY EMPLOYED: at Geoquest, Schlumberger in Houston, TX as a Geophysicist. Exciting Company! By the way, they are looking for experienced people, with a geological sciences background (not kidding). If interested let me know. INTERESTS: Singing Hindustani Classical and light music. Reading anything and everything that is readable. Building/assembling furniture (pretty wild eh!) Experimenting with cooking different cuisines. Outdoor camping and trekking. Writing Poetry?????????? Watching Modern and classical Ballet. DO YOU STILL WANT ME TO GO ON? I THINK NOT. I LOVE: diet coke chinese food cold pizza sleeping Asterix and Tintin comics Animals I DREAM OF: Yes, I too dream of Jeanie (in reference to the T.V.serial). Somebody who will clean my house and make all my wishes come true with a wink of her eye. I MISS: my childhood days spent frolicking in the African Savannah. I BELIEVE: in helping others. I am an active member of a Family Support group called FACE in Houston. I also frequently counsel battered women at the Houston Women's Welfare Center. I LIVE FOR : my 3 little absolutely adorable nieces. There, I think I have said it all. That's me in a nut shell. (Stay with me on this folks, I am being Sarcastic). Now we finally come to the thought. I hope you like it.
A teenager's mind is very impressionable. The image of my mother as a strong yet sensitive lady will always remain imprinted in my mind. Don't get me wrong -- it is not like she would not at times revert back to her motherly duties and admonish me about my behavior or criticize my perspective of life. But that is what made our little te`te-a`-te`te's all the more exciting. Now I am thousands of miles away, perhaps by choice, but I will always remain thankful to my mother for letting me get to know her better beyond the mother-daughter relationship. I sometimes wonder if it is this friend or my mother that I miss more..........
PENSIVE THOUGHTS WOMAN It will not always be like this Dante` adored woman: the air windless, a few last leaves Wordsworth commended her: adding their decoration to the tree shoulders. Shakespeare loved her: Braiding the cuffs of the boughs with gold Tolstoy planted her in the sunshine: A bird preening itself in the lawns mirror. and watered her with her tears: only to tear her up by her roots at last: Having looked up from the days chores, pause a minute. Burns smiled at her: Let the mind take its photograph of Moore succumbed to her: the bright scene. Henry James studied her: Something to wear against the heart in Guy de Maupassant the long cold. thought her wicked, but interesting: Bourget dissected her: Balzac understood her:
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