Incredible

So tiny I was, scrawny and lean, crying

Nuzzling me in your arms

You kissed my forehead

Making me the sweetest miracle baby.

When the world nudged you with their taunts

You retorted that I am your reason to live

Apparently I was your clout.

Being wobbly, when I plunge

You were always there, to hold me tight

When I shivered in fear

You became a ray of audacity.

It was my first day at school 

But you cried, coz your baby was going out 

Alone for the first time

And always inspired me to move forward

Acting as the eraser of my worries and fear.

I still remember my district seminar

When I feared to face the audience 

You narrated me the Mahabharata tale

And I still have your sadness in mind

When got my school farewell.

Your fight with tears

When you dropped me in the hostel

And holding back your emotions 

When you talk to me over the phone.

When my hope and confidence crumbled

You stood there to assemble me

Hugged me tight and said everything will be alright

Taught me the lesson to work harder

Sitting by side to improve my handwriting 

And praising my poems 

So that I can write better.

When anyone criticizes me for anything 

You stood strong as a shield

To insulate me from all odds

To wipe my tears

And make my lips curved.

You forgot your need to fulfill my demand

Sacrificed a lot to make me what I am

You preferred my education 

Instead of hefty bank deposits

Created my unique identity in a place

Where girls are still useless.

What can be the proper adjective? 

What can be a proper noun to define you?

They call your parents...

But, I, my living god...

My fountainhead... My creator...