Sunday, 13 May 2018

Happy Mother's Day !

This piece isn't strictly for my mom . This is for her , and all those aunts , friends teachers, cousins and all of those mommy figures in my life. I hope this shows you what you mean to me.

My mom has always been so much more. I owe half my genetic material and a good amount of my character to her. No words can surface to express in their entity what she is - what all mothers are.

Giving birth to someone does not make you a parent whether  you are adopted or not , makes no difference .If I have brought you up for all these years ,and loved you for every second of it -I am your mother ,flesh and blood.

Making things clear , I am not adopted .But , those words are indeed my mother's . The background doesn't matters, the content does.

This is dedicated to my mother and to all those wonderful, wonderful women , who have been a motherly figure to me , at some point in my life , even if for a few moments .This is for every woman out there who can find some part of herself in my words , no matter who you are.

Here's to you .All of you .

To the woman who has been a friend , and a confidante at all times .From listening to my drama to sharing your own, yeah you do sometimes , she has done it all. We have spoken like equals , and at times ,even swapped roles. We have laughed ourselves silly over oddest of things ,and discussed in depth , the most boring topics. We have gossiped like teenagers and argues like professionals.

She will yell at me to put my phone aside , yet she will be the one to ask how some complicated function will work. She will go on and on about how I read to much and damage my eyesight ,but she will be the one to call me from some random city airport asking me whether I had like so and so book. She will lecture me about spending too much time on my friend's problem - "sort your own mess first , your life is in shambles." but she will be the one listening to all my rants and providing solution to problems that aren't even her concern.

She is forgetful ,and I am forever running around to locate her misplaced phone, purse whenever I am home. She is hopeless ,and she speaks her language of her own , one that I have learnt to decode after years of practice.

What she says - "The remote is next to the microwave "
What she means - "The phone is next to TV"

My mom is ordinary , not exceedingly rich , not drop down gorgeous , no glamour , No fame , yet she is the most extra ordinary woman I have ever seen.

Heaven knows how she deals with people. If I could have a 10th of her patience , my life would be a million times easier . She does same things day in and day out and yet she has the same energy of a 10 year old girl.

I could write and write , and still fall short of words . How could someone describe someone who is everything ?

This is a mother .She is caring ( " She asks me everytime , beta khana khaya " ) , No matter how much I grow , I am always that lil baby to her . Her smile is the most beautiful thing in this world .

Happy Mother's day Maa <3   

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