Its exactly been a year since I last wrote for you; and I most certainly dont want to be typecast into a son who remembers his mother only on mothers day not that I believe in it. But fortunately or unfortunately I am always reminded of this day by facebook. Coincidentally in a weeks time we would also be celebrating your and Dad's 33rd wedding anniversary; and as inspiring a couple you have been to the world, I know as a fact that credit goes to you.
I am always chided by all and sundry that I will end up looking for a wife who mirrors you, well I cannot be faulted for shooting for perfection. I remember the days when I would enter home scared shitless because I had played cricket an hour more than you allowed me to; I also remember being at my wits end when I did not achieve a perfect score in Maths. Today when I am not satisfied easily; how do I explain to people that my definition of success and perfection has been etched differently right since childhood. But then I also remember you winking at me and saying a random girl in a restaurant was looking at me (ohh how I wish that happened more often). I also remember you asking me to take a selfie and then making it your whatsapp DP. The fact that at the age when most are looking at rest you took internet lessons just to be in sync with your children speaks volumes about your perseverance. The fact that even with limited education you had the vision to have the best education for your kids tells us that books and degrees only teach us so much.
You are probably the strongest woman; correction, strongest person I know, I can only wish to be as strong as you because I know I would fail miserably. You have not just been a mother to me, Didi, Jiju and that little monkey called Kuhu but also to the entire family; honestly I dont know where we would be without you. So at this anniversary of yours make a resolution to be your own person; visit your son and daughters (you can ignore the daughters; anyway they do not have a penchant for meat so they miss the best part of having you as our Mom) as often as you can. Its time you let your hair down and gave up worrying about the family and started worrying only about your son. Its time you visited him frequently and cooked for him :P
Anyway I need to steal some recipes and impress others by calling them my own. By the way your sense of humour is to be envied (with the exception of the fact that you just cant control yourself when someone farts).
From all of us, we love you Maa; and yeah I continue to ride my bike slow even though I burnt my bank account to buy a 500cc engine.
PS: not much different from what I wrote last time but then you remain the same as perfection cant be improved!
I am always chided by all and sundry that I will end up looking for a wife who mirrors you, well I cannot be faulted for shooting for perfection. I remember the days when I would enter home scared shitless because I had played cricket an hour more than you allowed me to; I also remember being at my wits end when I did not achieve a perfect score in Maths. Today when I am not satisfied easily; how do I explain to people that my definition of success and perfection has been etched differently right since childhood. But then I also remember you winking at me and saying a random girl in a restaurant was looking at me (ohh how I wish that happened more often). I also remember you asking me to take a selfie and then making it your whatsapp DP. The fact that at the age when most are looking at rest you took internet lessons just to be in sync with your children speaks volumes about your perseverance. The fact that even with limited education you had the vision to have the best education for your kids tells us that books and degrees only teach us so much.
You are probably the strongest woman; correction, strongest person I know, I can only wish to be as strong as you because I know I would fail miserably. You have not just been a mother to me, Didi, Jiju and that little monkey called Kuhu but also to the entire family; honestly I dont know where we would be without you. So at this anniversary of yours make a resolution to be your own person; visit your son and daughters (you can ignore the daughters; anyway they do not have a penchant for meat so they miss the best part of having you as our Mom) as often as you can. Its time you let your hair down and gave up worrying about the family and started worrying only about your son. Its time you visited him frequently and cooked for him :P
Anyway I need to steal some recipes and impress others by calling them my own. By the way your sense of humour is to be envied (with the exception of the fact that you just cant control yourself when someone farts).
From all of us, we love you Maa; and yeah I continue to ride my bike slow even though I burnt my bank account to buy a 500cc engine.
PS: not much different from what I wrote last time but then you remain the same as perfection cant be improved!
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