Mom-the first bond ever you make in your life !
There are a lot of things one do not understand it and
reflect upon, till the day you loose it or become insecure of losing it. Its
like the air you breathe in, its always there and you do not realize it till
the time you drown or suffocate.
Such realization came to me last month when I lost my
mother. I started reflecting on things some small and some big, some memories
and some apparitions, of the past and then suddenly it all came back to me.
They say happiness to a child is in small things, I still
remember coming back to home after school or after playing cricket in the hot
summer sun, and after I have had a glass of water getting a couple of cashew-nuts
from mom, I knew exactly where she hid it in the kitchen but the next time I
would go out to steal a few I would not find, as she already know what
little devil I am and she would have changed its place. I remember the small bribes
that I use to get to keep me motivated to do the right things, getting hot
samosas just to attend the karate class, somehow I never like that class or the
exercise in it.
I remember every morning when I had to get out of bed, of to school she use to always whisper to me that she will give me something nice,
something I like in the tiffin and that would make me go to school. She use to
make me study and in return give me sweets or give me a toy to play with or
give me something to hog.
And then something happened I grew old, and these things no
longer interest me but she would still find reasons to just keep me ticking, to
be there when I needed her the most. I still remember I was in standard 10th
and after me exams she would come near my school just to see me how I was after
my papers, she never spoke, neither did I see her doing that until very late
when I grew up and my dad told me this, when we were talking over the dinner
table about my kids. She said she was worried for me but then she didn’t meet
me because she knew that was a part of growing up.
I remember even when I grew up got married she use to every
night soak a few almonds for me, so that I can have it every morning. On a
weekend when I was home cook my favorite breakfast, even the last day before
she leaving for hometown she made it a point to cook my favorite breakfast.
Every time she use to give my kids something to chew on a chocolate, a cashew
or a fruit and she use to lure me into having one. I still remember sometimes I use to
lay with me head on her lap watching TV, ofcourse with my twins been born they
have taken away this from me and they are the one now laying on her lap.
But still if I go home disappointed she was the one the realize
it immediately and do everything to cheer me up be it something to eat,
discussing or talking on things which goes nowhere or just getting a bottle of
oil and giving me a nice head massage. A super grandmother to my kids now,
taking care of them making them learn how to walk, talk or even ride a bicycle.
Making then grow and stay healthy in her own way, getting them to learn new
things, cultivating some good habits, refraining them from doing something
stupid, putting them to bed at night and on and on and on…. Just an
unconditional love and care that she extends to them to me and to all the
family. A bond that makes us stay together as a family, without which we would
just shatter and split separate ways. A someone who would find and show you love
and peace in such chaos of life.
My mom, my hero !
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