Balancing her each step the baby moved towards her mother and the earth supported the first walk by slowing down her rotation speed.

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I lived in a house which
Holds the memories of my frst cry.
That house
Holds the memories of
my frst fall,
Which I had while
learning to walk.
The walls of that house
hold the endless lines
drawn by pencils ,
When even I wasn't able
to hold pencils.
I lived in a house which
is not just a house
to me it's the store house
of my joyfull memories,
Those memories which are
like ointment
to the wounds of
Tiresome present life.

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I am unable to decide who is more thrilled, my child who is walking for the very first time or me, who is watching my child walk for the very first time.

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I want to forget him
Like my first ever walk.
He will be a part of my memory
But not come into my thoughts.

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"पग"

छोटे छोटे पग हैं भरत, और मटक मटक चलत हैं,
धम से गिरत, फिर से उठत, फिर धम से गिरत हैं,
मात के दुलारे, जग के रखवारे, अल्हड़ से चलत हैं,
देख कान्हा का बाल रूप, यह जग सारा झूमत हैं।

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"First Walk"

Wondering at night.
Only you, me and moonlight.
It was for the very first time,
And was purely divine.
Your presence was all over me,
Like a moonlight covering fields.
Beaming warmly,
my heart secretly desired, the moment should never be expired.
Witness was the only moon and the moonlight.
That was freezing night of January, but the warmth of your feel was like a comforter in the breeze.
My hand's movement towards your hand was the delightful travel I ever felt.
Holding hands for the first time. The witness was the only moon and the moonlight.
That was our first walk which is my heart kept safely.
That's was so divine, I wished that the sun should never rise.

---Surbhi Tripathi

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