Letter to my Beloved Daughter

Paromita Bardoloi

(This is the first in the series of letters, Paromita Bradoloi writes to her imaginary daughter)

Dear Daughter,

One of the gifts that I have ever asked from God is to be a mother of a daughter and a son. I want a home that has both of you. I hope someday I am your Maa. This is a letter, I know you would read when you have grown up a few years; may be in your late teens. But this is a wealth I leave to you. There are certain things that you might agree, others you might just throw away. Even if you refuse to ever read it or value it, I shall still be a proud mother. You are not entitled to pick everything I leave to you. I shall always respect your choice. Here are a few things I picked from life and I want to talk it out with you.

On this autumn afternoon this is what I leave for you. I know we will learn so much more together. I will also grow so much. I know parenting comes with its own nudges. But it is a choice I will make. And you know what; my children will be my most beautiful choice. Nothing can take that away from me.

You are beautiful, wherever you are now. And forever be.

Love,

Maa

(Paromita Bardoloi loves rains and sleep and in between she tries to be a writer. She describes herself as a proud Assamese woman, based out of Delhi.)