“When someone you love becomes a memory, the memory becomes a treasure.”
I have been silent on posting articles for the past 4 months. I am slowly coming out of a greatest loss.
A mother is someone who loves her child right from the minute she conceives . A love that can’t be explained, a love that has no limit or no restrictions, a true unconditional love and a true soul that feels, thinks only good for you.
If you have read my other articles you will know how I enjoy motherhood and enjoyed describing my toddlers tantrums in a funnier way.It’s all because of a Mother who raised me that way.
I lost my mother 3 months backs. She is bold and the most beautiful lady. She treated all her kids in a very special way, she discovered our hidden talents and helped us pursuing it. She helped me raise my baby girl AK. I always wanted a girl, as mom daughter bond are so special. Hugging her, her arms around me are the most unforgettable moments. Getting a kiss from her made my month, her smile and her sense of humour. I enjoyed sitting beside my mom and talking on lot of things, on music, on Krishna and Rama. My Mother is the person who read Srimad Bagavath Geetha and showed me the spiritual route. She is like Rama and holds a character like him. A calm decision maker with an immense forgiving nature. Whereas Krishna’s decisions are made according to the present situation. I keep telling her she follows old school rules. But, She is the modernist lady with lots of forward thoughts. She took me to Puri,Orissa to see The Lord Krishna, Jagannatha. She kept telling me I have to take my daughter someday to Orissa as she took me. I will definitely!!! I am still amazed with my mom’s courageous plans and she enjoyed travelling to places alone around the world and exploring things. We enjoyed watching serials together, of courses ladies special Gossip. I definitely Miss her, wish she stayed a little longer so I could sit and talk and learn many things from her. Wish she was in good health and made our second trip to the Divine Land Orissa. Pray she reaches Lord Rama’s feet soonest and remain in our hearts forever.
Well, Ak my naughtiest toddler, has been the best person who was there with me during the 15 days final rituals. She knew when I am sad, she came to me and gave me a tight hug. I don’t know if toddlers could sense emotions or know the art of consoling. Even today if she sees tears rolling down my cheeks, she would say “ Amma don’t worry Patti will come back”. She refused to take food the day my mother left. She was giving my mom all her toys and gave her water from her toy jug the day my mom was about to leave us. My mom’s last few words to AK “I am in a state where I can’t even lift you or kiss you Appu”. Ak sang her lullaby when my mom was put to rest.
I must thank my Father, Brothers and their family consoling me and sharing their shoulders to burst out the immense loss.