Amma

Dear Mom

As most daughters, I too gave you pains and worries..

I found most of your opinions silly and outdated..

I blamed you for my lonely childhood though I knew it hurt you more

You always said that I will understand when I become a mother.

As most daughters I screamed and yelled at you

When things went wrong or not as I wished them to be

As most mothers you had been so patient to me

And consoled me that things will be alright and that too shall pass.

As most daughters…

I never bothered to know why you never felt hungry most times

Or why you never liked good and expensive dresses

I never bothered to even notice those tears

Which you always tried to hide from us.

I wondered how you never knew when you were sick

I wondered why you never felt tired

I still remember you always prayed for us and never for you

You always made sure that we get the best…

And yes, now I know, though I have just begun the journey of motherhood.

Now I hear those extra heartbeats of a mother.

I now realize that a mother has no right to fall sick or feel tired

I know why mothers are outdated and silly sometimes ..

Now I know why you did not sleep when I had exams

And felt hungry only after all of us are fed well

Your lack of dress sense lack of interest in hobbies

Everything is now clear to me…

I am proud I am your daughter and love you more now

Love you for the way you guided me through my decisions

Love you for being very strict and for those broken chattukams*

Love you for the unconditional love…

Love you for being you…

HAPPY MOTHER'S DAY!...

* -   "Chattukam" means nothing but the dosa ladle... My mom's one and only weapon.  They never had a proper shape in our house as she had to use it more often on me and my bro'.