To my mom

I have been sick lately...nothing much just a heavy case of Viral which took me spiraling on the thermometer and on the medicine scale. Lying down and thinking into the void, the mind definitely plays tricks on you and sometimes these tricks are worthwhile.

So I was thinking of the times that I was sick and what all happened..I started analyzing the people around me and whom I miss the most in my crisis moment and nevertheless to say its my MOM that keep coming up as the top notch.

My mom: One of the persons I would love to be like. I always considered having slightly skewed and different ambitions. I never followed a straight road and any of the conventions put around me. I remember my mom having a last say in whatever I did and however I fared. She was and still is my constant supporter in whatever I do and even don't do.

Conspiracies are everyone's part of life. It may be a funny and pleasant surprise or it may be some back biting and girlie bitching about things and stuff. I am sure all girls will understand what I am trying to say here. So Mom had always those hearing ears for me..Always. Even though she is a busy women maintaining a Doctor's job in a very busy speciality and then maintaining a huge family but she always heard me and yes I always got a reply or advice on what I had said.

When I was sick she is the one I want to be around me and still its the same case. This time when I am sick she is the one I am missing the most and I have this constant images playing up infront of me. She bringing me medicines and making me take it, she making some lovely soups and hot food which is comforting to my throat, she coaxing me to get out of bed and take a short stroll, she putting me in bed and making sure I had a clove for my sour throat. I had fallen very sick when I was in NID and I remember she called each and every friend of mine and made them get the medicines for me and then checked with me regularly every two hours. She had also booked the train tickets to come to me if I was not able to fly home because of my condition. So thats what a Mom is all about and my mom is just that.

Mom taught me how to be resilient and how to work assiduously for a goal. She is one person who never taught me to say no or It can't be done. I remember that the lows that I had during numerous times of my life, the heartbreaks and those tears, she was and still is the one to comfort me and then make me look at the brighter side of things. Her best thing to say is, Try it once and try it now. If it doesn;t work then there is something else that you can try. She taught me to look into future head on and don't worry about the past.

We all had a way of dealing with things and my mom finds that being funny can have its own advantages. Keeping a lighter moment in the moment of great crisis is irony but it brings the solution and makes you less tense. I am still learning it and learning it the harder way but she makes a nice laughable case of things and suddenly things are rosy and beautiful.

Teaching in every aspects of life has been her passion and with her i learnt the challenges a person, a female faces. The phases which we all go through and how we feel , how we love and how we hate. This too shall pass has been a mantra and there will be light at the end of the tunnel has been installed in me by her.

Her days still go with heavy work load and lots of house work but everyday she makes it a point to call her mom and her sisters up to talk and share some titbits. She also makes it a point to talk to her son and daughter once a day as both of us live away. And here I am sometimes I am busy or forget the time and then I don't call her..how selfish children can be....but Consistency is what she has and she sticks to it.

Thanks for the wonderful things you have been teaching me mom and things that you taught me earlier. Trust me everyday is the day that I miss you and every hour or so I try to think like you.