Lovely Relation that Grows Generations

One should have a boy... as he is the seed of next generation of ones family and provide the existence to the ancestry (Vansh). But anyone have realized that a girl can also provide existence to the ancestry... though everything is changed in her life .. started from her well known origin name and many more.
One day in some ceremony all the relatives gathered together ... everyone is busy in knowing about whats going on in others life... Suddenly one uncle came to me and asked me u are granddaughter of ......? (had taken name of my mom's father). With agreeable smile on my face ..replied to him 'Yes' .

Suddenly i feel... wow that's great though my mothers surname is different and mine too... then also we are helpful to recognize the 'Person' which belongs to the other ancestry.
Girls are growing generations but not acclaimed for the same.
How lovely relation it is....between the feminine that breeds generations and giving existence too various origins. My daughter.....Myself......My Mother .... Grandmother... and so..on on both the side. We all can be recognized for various generations as well as for various ancestry.

I Wont Fear Mumma

The start of Shri Ganesh Festival of year 2015.... and its in Pune... so lovely environment. The city is full of various activities. People are busy in making decoration with magnificent ideas for Bappa's warm Welcome, Dhol Tasha pathak getting ready to show their intellect. All Mithaiwale's are trying to bring variation in flavors for Bappa's and most of peoples favorite Modak.
The day arrived when Bappa comes to home. We share Bappa's blessing for one and half day in our home. My 4 years old daughter enjoyed it with the Special "Ukadiche Modak". During these days she visits everyone's house in our society to do the prayer... and hidden purpose to get the 'Prasad' that she receives after finishing the prayer.
For these 10 days of Ganpati Festival... a routine was set by her own. After coming back from the ground activity while stepping up she tells everyone that don't forget to call me for "Ganesh Aarti". 
One day her friend given a call for the prayer and as usual she wants to go down to attend it. So was ready to go and showed me see mumma how am I looking…? As usual special admiring comment came from a mother inside me …”Oh! Lovely… You are looking like a Barbie Doll, my princess”
With a little smugness and the cute smile on her face she told me….acha aai i am going at di's home. At that time I was in hurry to prepare the dinner. So opened the door for her and told her that I am watching you … you go down. With an agreed expression she started to step down and said Bye Mumma.

Suddenly while stepping down my small dare devil returned and came back to home.No matter how free-spirited and even intrepid she is.....with a fear of the lucky (doggie) sited at the steps but with firm voice she asked me mamma... Why you are not coming for the aarti today? I Know you are afraid of lucky na.. 
I won’t fear….. So don’t worry about him. He will do nothing to you …come we will go down.
She tried to perfectly convince me that I am the only person who is frightened of lucky and she is the only brave girl who can save me from him. And I also have let her to be in the same illusion… which gives both of us bliss. And finally I went with her to do the Bappa’s Aarti.