I always heard my parents say that it's their deppest desire they had in life that they wanted a daughter as kid, I never understood that at that time. Thankfully, all the daughters who came to our house felt so much peace and happiness that their faces were saying more than their words.
But why am I writing this today? Because today I was reading my diary and I saw a statement that I wrote. Message me, idiot, which picture I am referring to, and I will send you a picture.
So, welcome everyone today in the 2nd episode of Penguin's Tale.
When I was a kid, all my nieces and daughters of some relatives felt so comfortable with me, like their parents, but I never understood the value of the precious feeling. At that time, I had enjoyed all of those moments as an innocent kid.
There's a thing even God can't understand about the woman; we are just barely humans, so here is my failed attempt, so bear with me.
Than days go by and I became mature since the day I understood this, so according to me, there are 5 stages of womanhood:
1: Angel (0 to 10 Years)
2: Princess (11 Years to 18 Years)
3: Girl (19 Years Till She Marries)
4: Woman (marry till she becomes mother)
5: Mother (Mother till Next Stage)
So overall, these 5 stages are of a woman, according to me.
Before I hit maturity, I probably met all 5 versions, but I was never able to understand the depth of them. But after that, I have realized one thing: the character and the life of the woman are far deeper than the depth of the ocean. The ocean is just like a drop of water in front of the existence of a woman.
If you want to understand any stage of woman, then the only path is love and care. You can't fight with her, argue with her, or be upset with her; just show her love, care, and respect, and you'll witness that blossoming flower in life that the majority of humans are praying for, and this is applicable for all 5 stages.
But why am I telling this today?
Because till now I just met the last 2 versions in my 27 years of life, which are the last 2, but the first and 3rd versions I have met recently...
And from here, the 2nd tale of Penguin will start.
She is not an ordinary gem that I have found. I always told her Precious because I think I know her worth, or maybe not only she knows the answer, but I am thankful to her that because of her I met the first and third version of a woman in my life.
For 1: Angel,
When I was in Gurgaon, I got a chance to witness this most precious and innocent first stage. I heard a lot about her niece, but that day when I called this penguin, that cute voice of that angel was coming from the background. I've witnessed it for the first time, and that voice literally brought a smile to my face. You can consider it the sweetest cuckoo in human form. That one hour was worth everything. When I told "This penguin is mad!" and she complained to that Little Cutu that someone is calling me mad, and Oh God! that cute angle was angry that her Masi is not mad; she's the best, and I was like, Million Dollars are worth losing if you have a daughter like her. It's not just the word that intrigued this thought, but her voice contains the depth of care, warmth, and emotion towards her Masi, who is not less than her mother itself.
After almost years I have met this most purest, sweetest, and kindest angel ever, and it just left me in awe of how lucky her masi and parents are who's literally spending every single second with this princess, and that day I realized again why my parents always desired a daughter.
Those magical words, like the way she called Maasi, Pinky Promise, Okay! I have no words for this.
After this, I have just made a rule: as long as this Angel is here, I will ask Penguin and call her at that time when the cute Angel is nearby so her sweet voice will be there in the background. I don't know how many times I pray for the happiness of this little angel; she's worth every single one.
After hitting maturity today for the first time, I met an Angel version, and I just feel that happiness, and that all because of this precious penguin, I owe her one.
Me: 0, Penguin: 1
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For 2: Princess (11 Years to 18 Years)
Unfortunately, after maturity, I didn't meet this version, but I had glimpses of it in one of my nieces once in a while, but that is worth it.
She's much older now, but for me, she is still like that young. The way she always counts me in as a big brother, a father who's her guardian angel in any city she visits, before her trip she always texted me, "Mama, I am going here or there," and she knows that her mama will reply to her, "Call me if you are in trouble!" and he will definitely give her tips that are going to help her one way or another.
I'll definitely hope that one day I get a chance to understand this version in much depth.
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For 3: Girl (19 Years Till She Marries)
Oh, this person is my second-most favorite. I always said this to her: You are someone the world can't afford to lose. I am just a mere human.
If I ever recall the most memorable and favorite moment of my life, then this will be in the top 3. On a fine evening, after office hours, standing in parking, I just started a sentence, "You are not someone worth losing for," and we both accidentally completed this sentence, "You are someone worth keeping for!" Today also, I don't have enough words to describe what it felt like when someone who can be on the same page as you reads your mind and completes the sentence with you, just end up with smile on face ALWAYS!
I think there will be a whole separate tale I have to write that shows how someone can turn from stranger to precious one.
A girl who has all rights to life, a girl who can understand you by simply looking at you, a girl whose mere presence in your life is as equivalent as a ray of sunshine amid the darkest cloud.
This one line can justify her presence in your life:
તારું ખાલી સાથે હોવું કોઈના જીવનમાં,
એ માંગ્યા કરતા અનેક ગણું મળેલું ઈશ્વરનું અમુલ્ય વરદાન સમાન છે
I think today I am writing this is only because of her; whatever I am writing today and all these tales are not fiction, I have lived this; each and every word is true because this happened in real life. None of these are something that did not exist before.
But just because of what she did, it gave me the vision to see the world from a different and unique perspective. I can say that I got an eye that shows more than any ordinary human.
I have realized the essence, the privilege you may have if you have a daughter in your life. and this is something you can understand once you feel it.
No other things can do justice to this feeling. Apart from this, she taught a couple more things, which I might tell her personally someday.
I owe her again.
Me: 0, Penguin: 2
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For 4: Woman (Marry till She Becomes Mother),
Uff, man, this is my most favorite one. 11+ years ago I met this person who was in MBBS or in MS, a girl who was in her college days and studying about doctors, a girl whose voice I have accidentally heard in mobile for call, and then she becomes this integral part of my life. I literally never ever thought of it.
Someone who has taught me to read people's faces since 2016, someone who has taught me a lot about females, doesn't matter the situation; how you should stand by a woman doesn't matter whether she's a friend, sister, wife, mother, or any other relation.
The basis of the strong pillar of my life, the foundation of all of my good qualities, and someone who knows almost 70 to 80% of all of my life's secrets, someone where I'd love to open up without any fear and judgement; she's my Bhabhi; I'd call it my 2nd Mother too.
In the early days, I used to call my brother Lord Ram. She is like Maa Sita for me, and if I marry, I will be Laxman, or if not, I will be Hanuman for both of them. Funny concept, but yeah, this was me in 2016.
(P.S. I sent you the Snap.)
Like, what should I tell about her man? A doctor from college, the first daughter-in-law of home, someone who was first by doing 1st intercast and love marriage in home and managing job, home, kid, and all of us singlehandedly.
I remember in my low days if she saw me sad for more than 3 days, she would literally come in the room when I was alone and talk to me out of my problems. I sit on the ground, and she sits on the bed and believes me that if someday she pats on my head or if she hugs me, I would literally cry like his son, and I would open up like the water falling from the dam.
Any incidence that happens in life that is one way or another related to my life, she has guided me with her kindness and compassion, and it's not like she just gave me advice like an ordinary person; she has given me advice as per my age and maturity. I still remember there are a couple of incidents she has repated as I grow older, because she felt in the past I wasn't mature enough or not able to understand that, but as I grow older, she has hit the bottom of the depths.
I have lived my college days with her; I have seen her marrying and becoming a mother. Recently, when I was reading my diary, I read the day when she was sick in 2016 in Marraige and my brother was injecting her an injection, and her veins were so tiny that I held her hand tightly because I was strong physically, but that day this rock was melted. I couldn't see her sick and resting in bad, and when my brother was injecting her insulin, I couldn't see that, and deep down I took mannat. Before 24 hours, she will be okay like before. Seeing her like this drops me to my knees even in those days.
I still remember that day that I couldn't even go outside of her room and make sure that until she wakes up, everybody maintains the pin-drop silence around her. Even when Ved wakes up, I make sure he won't make much noise, as he was 6 months old at the time. Thank God she became perfectly fine in 3-4 hours; it was just normal irregular health, but I was panicking like hell. May be this is my quality to become overprotective towards the people I love about.
So yes, from girl to woman I had experienced this, but after becoming mature, a certain distance came between us, and someone who has helped to reduce this distance is this idiot Penguin!
I'd proudly say this: in my 27 years of life, only 2 women are there in front of whom I have opened up myself, and both of them are my love, proud and holding that stage that no one will ever be able to nearby that! This is something I promise!
P.S. I am glad this last sentence both of them know equally!
Again, I owe both of them one.
Me: 0, Bhabhi: 1, Penguin: 3
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For 5: Mother (Mother till Next Stage)
And last but not least, the source of me, my own mother, also Bhabhi too, but my mother is something unique, and I think after 26 years I was able to tell her what she meant for me, and I couldn't say this more because I have seen her eyes filled with tears. If I could tell her more, she might cry too, and I would be frozen. How should I take care of her in this situation?
A mother whom I have seen from childhood to adulthood fighting trillions of battles by her own doesn't matter whether it's her fight or not, whether she's capable of fighting or not, against family, against society, or against her own people; she always shows up and fights harder than she ever can.
I always heard in the movie This World's Most Biggest Fighter is Mother for Her Own Kids. It almost took 18 years to understand this.
In my early days, I always get this compliment that I am cold, calm, and calculated. I think all credit goes to my mother. In every situation in life she has done that; she never taught me any lesson in life, but still I have learned everything by simply noticing her.
And both of my mothers—after becoming mature, none of them are angry at me; oh yes, Bhabhi used to be angry at me now, but that is something I deserve too. (I know you will speak now, "Haan to woh sahi hi karti hai, galti teri hi hogi!")🥲🥲🥲🥲
So yeah, now a days if anyone ever brings tears or indirectly hurts any of my mother, I will be the angrier person ever, and yes, every single tear in any of this woman's eyes will be like a storm in the seas of my existence!
And I think not only me but the whole universe will OWE to the MOTHER!
She has raised a good son, a wise boy, and a gentleman. If I am proud of myself, then all credit goes to both my mothers, and adulthood is like the cherry on top that will go to the Precious Penguin.
Me: 0, Mummy: 1, Bhabhi: 2, Penguin: 4
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Well, even after all 5 stages, I am at 0, sitting on the balcony, the cold wind is waving, and there is a smile on my face. My heart is filled with lots of peace and extreme happiness. Some battles are worth losing!
This is a discovery of mine that came in recent days. I miss this person at the moment right now, which is 11:11 PM. This is the same person that 3rd precious stage and the same precious person who is heart of these tales, I am able to right this piece, and at least 60 to 70% credit goes to our Precious Penguin!
As I look back on the five stages of a woman’s life, I’ve learned just how special and deep each stage is. From the innocent Angel to the loving Mother, each stage showed me unique part of what it means to be a woman and how much she enriches our lives.
Meeting women at these different stages has opened my eyes to their incredible value and the positive impact they have. I feel grateful for the women who have been a part of my life, who have raised me, made me a better man a changed man, and my appreciation for them keeps growing.
The poem I wrote back in the days "Incomplete" - which contains that we all are incomplete without woman's love and I feel today I have found the reason which drove me to wrote that piece!
PS. What I learn in this 2nd tale is importance of write conclusion in any writings and how difficult it is sometimes specially for "Content Writer".
Also I have realized in our office there was a content writer and why sometime she was so confused for writing such specific things lol!
Don't smile... I know you are smiling!😂😂😂😂
So with a heavy and happy heart, the 2nd tale will end now; will see you again in the 3rd tale
Next Episode: Tale: 3: The Girl, Part 1: A Stranger
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