Tuesday, January 14, 2014

My Dear Amma




Dear Amma,

It really feels awkward  writing this to you. But, I know there are many unspoken words between you and me. Sometimes it is very essential to convey what you feel about your loved ones. These words communicate the love and respect I carry for you.

I genuinely don’t know where to start with. Until few years back I always saw you as a simple, undemanding not well educated housewife devoted to the kitchen. Incidents happened over the past few years completely changed our lives. Those unpleasant occurrences made us strong and intrepid.  You played a major role in facing the every challenge that fate fling on us.  It is because of you Amma that I stood where I always wished to be.

Remember that day Amma.... after my graduation, there was huge discussion between me and Papa on my further studies. You know how stubborn Daddy is when it comes to his plans about my studies. In spite of everything, you went against him and gave me few thousands from your hard earned savings for my coaching classes. Had you not encouraged me that day, I would have not been able to accomplish anything.

It is always astonishing to me when I see you working throughout the day without a single catnap. All the tasks you take up are completed with such a perfection that I can never ever imagine in my life. Right from the day you wake up at 5.00 AM till 10.PM your passion to make everything flawless be it cleaning, knitting and cooking is inspiring. How can you carry that sweet smile on your face all the time?. May be that is the reason you have so many friends who truly stand by you at any point in life. I always question myself when I see your hard work and dedication. Right from being fit to business, the tremendous amount of enthusiasm you put into every work makes me feel inferior at times. 

What can I say about that your cooking. Your recipes have not only flowed in our town but have to the big cities along with me and brother. People go crazy when they eat your mango pickle and homemade snacks. It makes feel proud when I hear such great compliments from my friends and colleagues.

It is because of you I came to this big city, made my living and have turned out to be independent, determined and confident women. It is you who has stood by me to do what I always felt like. Be it painting, singing and now writing. Often people appreciate me for my art works. It is not my creativity.. Amma.. it is the greatness of your genes in me. I will never forget the days you had to search all you purse to give my music class fees. Papa being an orthodox never encouraged me to wear western outfits, listen to hip hop and behave bold. You played an immense role in convincing him, that wearing western outfits or listening to hip hop cannot spoil your child and ruin you upbringing. 

I always see radiance in your face when I look at you. There is some magic in your red vermillion and cotton sari which makes you look graceful, elegant and vivid.  Amma... you never kept your sorrows in front of everyone. You have hidden your tears under your eyelids and sustained tranquility. You gave brother, Papa and me that power and force to fight against all odds. You never gave a chance to extended family and society to point at us at any point of time.  My eyes never stop shedding tears when I hear about the circumstances you have gone through right from childhood financially, emotionally and physically.

When I look at the years gone by and the way you have transformed me, I feel proud to have a mother like you. I never realized that my day is not complete without a chat with you. I go mad the day, I don’t hear your voice. Had those unfortunate events not happened in our lives, I would never know your greatness. May be that is the reason people say “Everything happens for the good”. The best is yet to come.. .. It is just the matter of time...Amma...  I never told you this..... you are my best friend and soul mate. You have been caring, affectionate and understanding. You have sacrificed your time, health, happiness and joy for our well being.

Amma....I am nothing without you .
I play, I grow, I soar, I rise all because of you.  

If ever God asks me one thing I would like to carry forward in my next lives (I being strong believer of Karma philosophy), my prompt reply would be "you as my mother" till eternity.

 Today, writing this I miss sleeping on your lap, your food and heart warmth hug. 
 Love you loads Amma..forever and forever.

2 comments:

  1. Sindhu,

    This was fantastic...yes, Amma is someone we can never live without.... so nice of you to have penned down those words, which we all want to tell our amma, but never do.... :)
    Good one !

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    1. Sreeja.. thanks a lot..!! Words are not enough to say about mother..It is just an attempt to describe how beautiful a Mother is to her children

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