The Bermuda Triangle

Written back in November 2015...while awaiting my precious little bundle of joy- Daphne....💗 This month brings back beautiful memories...and so many moments to be grateful for....🙏 Just reposting here...6 years later....💟 November has always been a beautiful month. The climate is cool almost all over the world -less exams in the academic scenario -and preparations everywhere for the greatest season of all. In every way, this month is an easy-going, happy one. For a person who was born in November, it has always been my favourite because I surely would get some kind of gift or treat. I always have tried to share my joy whether in school, college, church or even at my workplaces. Would never forget my 26th birthday when my students -ISC 2012 of MTRS- surprised me with an amazing party - after school! Memories of November have almost always been good ones. I remember celebrating my childhood birthdays together with my grandmother, dad, an aunt and an uncle because we all had it in the

Jumping in those puddles Every Monsoon day, on the way back home Was such a worrisome delight as those socks  Were going straight to the washing machine.  My mom wouldn't enrage back then Once she saw those spots of mud  On my dress or shoes either as I would have to wash them myself anyways. Splashing into each pool of rainwater Was a symbol of freedom,  A sign of nature’s blessings- the rain and The fresh free air around.  Today, puddles seem to me  As a burden- a bother- you know- My dress gets dirty-  I don't like to wash extra now! But it's nice to have a little me To remind me the past carefree days- My girl who loves to splish splosh into Muddy puddles just like Peppa and George.  May God bless the hearts of little children Who can freely jump into them pools God, please take care of those kids in this evil world, Who are barred from being just kids.  -Remya Rachel Thomas