GRACE OF GOD

 For Mummy....         Red Benz Convertible   

By the GRACE OF GOD...
One dream fulfilled!

LOVE YOU & Miss YOU, mummy!

I am my mothers' daughter,
Copyright©VeerajaR 2015

Divine Mercy!

I TRUST in the Divine Mercy of GOD - for he had chosen the most beautiful and dedicated angel/soul to be my mother!

LOVE YOU and miss YOU, mummy...

I am my mother's daughter,

Copyright©VeerajaR 2014

Back Porch Vineyard!

Nothing's cooler than
Reading... 
Under the umbrella shade 
On a hot summer day!

Fenced in with grape vines...
Oh, Heavenly!











Miss you, Miss you.... and miss you, mummy!

I am my Mother's daughter,
VeerajaR
Copyright©2013VeerajaR

My Mother's Day Rose

So Blessed I am.... to be YOUR Daughter!

My Mother: Icon of Tough LOVE!

Dhuva, My dear... Wake up!

I sprung up from my bed. It's my birthday! I know the rare instances when mummy calls "my dear!" She was beaming with smile. "Many... many... Happy returns of THE day! Happy Birthday!"

"Thank YOU, mummy" I replied happily, thinking of all the good things coming my way that whole day, including, NO spanking!

She was stretching out her hand helping me to get out of bed. She looked like an angel , especially adorned with that pretty pearly smile of hers. Everything about her is so perfect, I often wondered how in the world I deserved to have such a pretty mom. She's not just pretty, but intelligent and extremely strict.

"Come on now, get your bath. There... your new dress and ballerina shoes are waiting for you!" She said pointing to the pink lace dress with lots of frills and the matching shoes with a cute little bow that I liked. "You'll have to take the chocolate box to the principal, today" she said as she was rubbing the soap on me. "Walk straight, no stooping and answer briskly if she asks you any questions." She went on and poured buckets of water. Then came the part I liked. She put her palm on my head while pouring the water and said "Choam, choam, choam" which meant good health! She wrapped the towel around me and said "let me go and get the baby powder and Eau De Cologne while you wipe your self dry."

Holding on to my towel I turned to look in the mirror. " My Goodness, who is this?" I almost screamed looking at this unfamiliar face in the mirror. A strange face with a completely shaved head looked back at me, equally surprised. I made faces, and it made faces back at me. I ran my hand over my head, it was barely prickly.

"Oh, God! I remembered crying all evening, the previous day. I had begged Mummy "Could you wait until after my birthday..., please?" "No!" She said sternly, her face turning red "I can't bear to think of you carrying a single lice on your head." She had found a lice looking to nest in my hair and that was it! "A clean shave" she ordered and I felt like a sacrificial lamb at the barber shop.

I worried how I was going to face not even just my class, but almost the whole school, because it's my birthday and I'd have to take chocolate to all the teachers, most of whom I called aunty. On top of it I would have to take chocolate to the principal too. I knew she liked me because I get hundred marks in almost all subjects and always came first in my whole grade. But, looking bald is entirely another matter! Deep in my thoughts, I hadn't even realized that mummy had already doused me with baby talc and Eau De Cologne.

I came out of the bathroom. There... mummy was standing with the most beautiful hat that I have ever seen, with lots of lace and pink roses. " Here you go..." she said adjusting the hat on my head. She took a few steps back "Perfect, that will do it!" she said with a glint in her eyes, admiring this ugly duckling!

Oh, I miss her very much!

I am my mother's daughter,

Copyright©2011VeerajaR

Haiku Garland in Devine Mercy!

To those who ask-
Where' my Smiles from...:
See my mom first!


Face, I saw first--
Beheld angelic beauty
Devine Mercy lit!


Bless her forever--
Given a great mom
In Devine Mercy!

Poetry by my mother's daughter--VeerajaR
Copyright©2011 VeerajaR. All Rights Reserved!

I miss YOU... Mummy!!!
Eternal Rest Grant Unto Her my LORD
And let the Perpetual Light Shine Upon Her!

One more Day...!

One more day... I pray, loving God
One Dear soul to spare... my God!

One more day... to be with her
One more word, I yearn to hear
One more laughter yet to share
One more recipe yet to prepare
One more cardinal to watch together
One more hug to cherish forever!

One more day to be with... dear
One, I call mummy- after my
One... passed on to Heaven- rare
One, she called me... her own.
One more day... I pray, each day- for
One dear soul to spare... my GOD!

-by VeerajaR

On Mother's Day, 2009
-Praying for my MOTHER (-in-law), LILY AGNES RAJARATNAM

Copyright © by VeerajaR 2009. All Rights Reserved.

Thinking of you on this Special Day

Fiercely glowing as your LOVE for us...

Dazzling Red like my Bleeding Heart, Blazing so Beautiful Just like YOU...
Amazing Gifts of Heaven and Earth!

-VeerajaR

I am My-mothersdaughter