Still Learning how to Blog .....

When I wrote my first blog, I was bit nervous, since I am writting it for the first time and also the content of the blog which I choose at that particular point of time.

But I crossed the first bridge with little bit of ease and here I am going to give you my piece of mind for the second one.

I concluded my previous blog by stating that the next one will be about my son.Yes My son, I learnt lot of things from this tiny tot.

1. Smile in the face of kid makes you to feel that in this world nothing is greater than a smile of kid.

2.Naughtiness of a kid makes you to feel that how your parents managed you when we were kids.

3.Last but not the least, for every kid mother is the most important and to accept that we need to see how mother scarifies all her comforts for the sake of kid .

Most of my friends knows that my wife is from a family where she was a pampered kid, For that kind of a person to a sacrificing mother , it is himalayan task but this transition happened because of a little tiny cute kid "My Son"

So I should call my son as a TEACHER. Yes I should be since he taught me to be patient and he made me to shed my ego and he made me to love my future.


We all aware that in our lifes we fight for lot of things and we want to win all our fights but we will compromise and we will even loose our fight s for sake of our little one s future, yes I am writting with the meaning , I fought with my wife for silly things but when I see my son s face I will compromise or my wife will compromise since " He is special for us "

The above incidents teaches me one thing, I had parents who really loved me like me loving my son. They also did all scarifies the way I try to do it.

My wife also having parents who did same amount of scarifies to her daughter the way she is doing to her son.

So Generation changes but the human behaviour never changes .History will get repeated with time but incidences will remain the same.

To conclude , to know the meaning of sacrifies , Please look at our parents.

Regards

harishankar