Saanika with 2 'A's

 MOTHER I have never borne a child, I have never felt that pain, I don’t have a uterus, I have never breastfed!   I am not that good at cooking, I am very hard to love, I don’t look soft, I am not quite!   But I have a child, He calls me mother, And I feel loved through that word! I love to be his mother, But I am still many other things!   I am a child, a friend, a lover, a dreamer! I have my views, I have my values! I have my pride, I have my dreams, I have my desire, I have my freedom!   I am a mother! And I love to be one! But I am a person, I have my own mind! I have many imperfections but I try my best, 'Cause I have a child, he calls me mother!  SAANIKA S LAL [ DEDICATED TO THE WONDERFUL WOMAN WHO HAPPENS TO BE MY MOTHER, REKHA SALIL❤  Happy Mother's day to all the wonderful mothers out there😊❤ ]

  BLOOD STAIN Little red blobs blooms in my- Blue and white polka dot under pants! The blue now wet with a darker red! The dots of white now a scarlet red!   Now my petticoat shares the secret! Soon the skirt will know, The world will know, the kids will know, And I will know!   Should have noticed that aching stomach! But I was busy with my shuttle bat! Well who could blame, I was leading by a point or two!   I mean what is the point in white uniforms, For little kids who play in mud! What is the point in white uniforms? For teenage girls in that awful age!   And the secret has left the layers! They have met the playground dust! Now it’s just a waiting game! Soon there is a wave of laughter!   But an angel saw the secret guest, She ran towards me with care! “Good God! It has happened to you!” She said, “don’t worry I’ll help you hide!   “But what is there to hide?” I thought not knowing my ...