How to teach our children a lesson in love in times of hatred

  • Natasha Badhwar
  • for BBC Hindi

image source, NATASHA BADHWAR

I have always dreamed of being a mother. I had full faith in myself. She knew she would be a good mother. I imagined myself walking holding my son’s hand. Both, treading an agile march. Happiness moves in our hearts.

Many years before I had my first child, I was making these notes about how I would raise my children. And those notes were good.

I was at the birthing table when I first grabbed my daughter. I started singing lightly for him.

She cried non-stop like a newborn baby. But her crying stopped with my song. She’s listening, so I believed. She knew my voice. I’ve been singing this song for her since she was in my womb.

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