@ Edabella.....
felt sorry for you.....but wanna say sumthing more or less it will look like inteference in your personal life but cant resist myself........The way you described ,,Bella.....it seems your mother is in depression and she let out her frustration on you..........and now she has changed alot.....then you also try to forget those past memories....I know forgetting past especially the bitter one is more or less impossible......but give it a try and kick start your life with your mother in a new way...........I think she will surely support you......and you will get double of the affection.....that you had not got.......when you needed it........
All The Best๐
Now,,,,the topic Mother.....I will write a little long because this word is my life......
My mother is my life.........We are like any normal mother and daughter but still our relation is special........My mother is a lady who suffered a lot but always given priority to her family and especially her kids...........She belonged to a normal Indian family where marriage was the first priority for a girl when compared to studies........She got married at the age of 17....when she got married my grandmother was not keeping well............my mother had to see everything.....so she was unable to continue her studies.........and yulp.....ther way mummy tells the story of her journey till now a serial can be made on it as it was having everything .....๐
My mom is a genuine person who can handle anything......None can tell she is not much educated as in everything she has her own unique style.......Everyone who knows her appreciates her for her qualities...........I am the most previleged child of my house as I am the youngest and i was born after their 11th anniversary(thats why I think I am little lazy........My mother is a person who has grown up in family of conservatives thought and married to the family of samre mentality............but she is really different......she has provided us every freedom ofcourse in the boundaries..........She is more than mother a friend to me with whom I share everything.......She always says that if you are a mother than dont behave like a strict one ......do this........dont do this.......become a friend to your child ............he/ she will never hide anything from you...........
But with every con there is pros also.........She is not bad its just her love for cleanliness is more.........she wants to see everything to be in its proper place........If she will see things scattered than understand this is muy last day......She would have slapped me when I was little....really dont rememeber....she dont belives in hurting as she herself gets more hurt......
Ya ....there is a thing which I would like to mention when she handles a work and we dont complete it .............She starts her dialogues.......and I am her soft target๐ as I dont cut her voice in beteween or return any irrespectful reply......My brother and sister also were not doing that but they were saying.................Ok........now just stop ..............your work will be done............which was hurting her......but now my sister understands howa a mother feels as she herslf is a mother.......my poor bhanja he gets hard from her mother as he is very notorious.....and she feels really hard to handle him......
I can understand how much Guddu's mother would have been longing for her in these years.........Last year my sister met with an accident.........coz of osteoporosis.........her bone had become hollow from inside and got broke.......that time her youngrer son was of one months........the elder one is 3 years old.......so he lived with his parents but the younger one lives with us...........He calls me and my mom ......mamma.......and not even recognizes my sister.........He is of one year now........so.....my Sis and BIL want him back.......we got really attached to him........now we dont want to give him back.......so in my house only I am seeing two mothers longing ........my mom doesnt wanted to give him back from heart but prepparing herself for that day and my sis who wants her son desperately whom she has given birth.........but everything is in hands of destiny......as Doctor has said ...........she is still not well.......its God's grace that she can walk now.......Doc has advised him not to give much stress to her body.......and AArav(her younger son ) is more notorious than his elder brother ............so we have decided .............not to give him back untill he will know to take care of himself.........
I am witnessing the dilemma of my mother who pray for her daughter' s wellbeing on one side and loving her grandson more than a mother on other side.........she will be the most happy person ion this earth when she will hand him her son.......coz her daughter will be able to take care of her child and on the same day she will cry in pain for loosing her son........its the heart of mother ......for whom her first priority is her children.............
Thats why its said .......a good mother can never be a good wife.......as after she brings a life in existence it becomes her heart.......she keeps her basby for nine months in her womb protecting from every evil....and when it comes to existence......she wants to protect him/her from every evil of society and in this thing .....she do whatever she feels right for her child ......beating or becoming friend or gives order..........
I am a teenager but I can feel a little what a mother wold be feeling because of AArav.....I was really very happy when he had called me mamma for first time.......when he falls,I feel pain....I always try not to get attached with him emotionally........coz I kno the more I will be attached ........the more I will be sad when he will leave us..........
Those who will read for them I wanna say.......please share your views.......I know words are less for describing this pious relation......I myself had thought many things to write but when I started ......I forgot everything ......just one thing came in my mind that my mother is my life and I cannot imaggine a life without her .............
Thanks for bearing me for so long๐๐
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