Two And A Half Women

I know the first thing that comes to your mind is "whats a half woman". I will come to that last because two is greater than half and deserves more importance. Okay enough with the humour. If you didnt find it humorous it is not my fault. This blog is about the two and a half women who are closest to me and influenced me in ways that others have not done. This blog is my way of saying thanks to them for all they have taught me and for all the good they have done to me. Unfortunately I wonder if any of these two and a half will read my blog. The first one is not computer literate, the second one doesn't have the time and the last half has a world of her own. But I am glad just to express how grateful I am to them for being in my life.

Let me start the first one, the first woman in anyone's life. Mother. They normally dont come into your life by choice and many of them regret the whole thing. However I hope my mother doesnt regret having borne me in her womb. I dont know if I could ever thank her for the things she has done to me. Probably if I were to became her mother in my next life I can try to repay at least a small fraction. She is the one who taught the first things in life - to take the first meal, to take the first steps, to smell the flowers and so many things. Probably most mothers have done this. My mother has taught me a few other things which were the guiding principles of my life -  Honesty, simplicity and piety. Though I never understood the importance of these in my youth, as I my hair grew grey or more like stopped growing, I have understood the value of these principles.

The second woman in my life entered my life voluntarily, albeit a little reluctantly. She is probably the best thing that happened in my life. She is really everything that I wanted in a life partner - friend, adviser, playmate etc. etc. But the most valuable thing she taught me was compassion. I was not someone who was given to showing too much kindness to others. I was rather quite selfish and did not hide my distaste at anything or anyone, thus hurting a lot of people. She painstakingly showed how nice it was to show kindness and respect to others. Though it took a few years, her perseverence paid off. I began to feel compassion for others and found out how good it felt. She had made me a little better person than I was. On a more material level she induced in me the taste of good carnatic music. She also taught me the ABC - or should I say 0011100 - of computer operations. I was a total computer illiterate till I got married to her. I would thank her just for making my life worth living.

Okay now coming to the half. She is not half woman as in being a hermophrodite. She is just half woman and half kid even at 19. I am grateful to her for the 19 years of joy that she has given me by coming into this world as my daughter. She could have been anyone's baby, but I thank God that she is mine. Oh yes, I am possessive about her. Nothing could equal the days and nights of pleasure she has given us. Nothing sound better than her first laughter. Nothing is more precious than the first drops of tears that fell on my shoulders. Nothing is brighter than her happy smile. She did these things without the intention of bringing pleasure to me. But the  one thing she did knowingly was to introduce me to the world of social networking. But for her continous chatter about how good these sites I would never have known the pleasures of social networking, I could thank her any amount for this. I wonder if any of you who read this would ever thank her for that. If not for her, you would have been spared the pain of reading my blogs. 

Thanks to the two-and-a-half of you and all you friends out there.