It was year 1991, and those were my early schooling days. I don't exactly remember whether my mom used to come to pick me up from school or I used to go by other means, but one frame that is registered in my memories is that - “after coming back from school, I used to sit on the bed and mom used to ask me what all happened in the day while removing my shoes... and I think I used to answer to all her questions happily.”
Few years later, I guess I was in Year 3 of my schooling. That day I went to medical shop to buy a sachet of cough syrup. The cost of it was 1 rupee 25 paise. I also bought a chocolate and quickly ate it before going back home. After reaching home, due to my innocence and without anyone asking me, I told my parents that “the cost mentioned on the sachet was "1.25", but the shop owner took 1.75 paisa from me.” That statement made a huge impact on my life's next one hour. My father easily understood that I was lying and asked me few questions which I didn't had answers to bluff. So he pulled out tape-recorder's wire and had hit me. I cried for long time, and then my mom took me into her hands, smiled and said “You should have kept quiet. What is the need to say when you have already eaten it??”
I was very innocent during my childhood days. But when I got aware of many things in school, I started bringing out my mom's innocence. I still remember, one day I asked her a question “Which is bigger? India or Andhra Pradesh?” and the reply was her innocent smile (maybe she thought there is a twist in the question). When we are kids, we learn from our mom, but when we grow up we make fun of her innocence. And I'm sure, at that point of time, every mom starts feeling happy as her kids are turning out to be smarter than her.
Starting from Year 6 of my schooling, I always had a trouble with Mathematics. I somehow used to manage in every exam. It was in my 8th standard, I had done with my half-yearly Maths exam and came back home with a disappointing look. My mom sensed it, and asked me “Didn't do well?” Before I could answer her, I started crying and told her “I will fail this time for sure.” She smiled and said “These are just mid-term exams. It is not a problem even though if you fail”. I got my energy back for Science :)
Till the completion of my schooling, I was always a mom's pet. I used to share most of my life's happenings with her. But when I entered college and I got exposed to outside world, I slowly changed my way. I have seen few ups and downs, but I used to share only the things which make her happy. She always know me as a winner but she doesn't know me as a loser. Day by day, I had shown a change in myself, but she managed to show the same level of love irrespective of my change. I think this is where a mom's love differs from all other's love :)
Now, after started working, I got used to work. I started eating less due to so called "time management". And slowly I got used to it. She understood it, and so everyday she stays awake till I reach home from office, and feeds me with her hand so that I will eat more. I seriously can't give the same love back to her, all I could do is make her happy. If making her happy can be defined as showing love, then I can hide many things (that upset her) to show my love. Thank you is a meaningless word if I had to use it for my mom :)
Respect women. Help Orphans. Happy mother's day to all mothers :)
Few years later, I guess I was in Year 3 of my schooling. That day I went to medical shop to buy a sachet of cough syrup. The cost of it was 1 rupee 25 paise. I also bought a chocolate and quickly ate it before going back home. After reaching home, due to my innocence and without anyone asking me, I told my parents that “the cost mentioned on the sachet was "1.25", but the shop owner took 1.75 paisa from me.” That statement made a huge impact on my life's next one hour. My father easily understood that I was lying and asked me few questions which I didn't had answers to bluff. So he pulled out tape-recorder's wire and had hit me. I cried for long time, and then my mom took me into her hands, smiled and said “You should have kept quiet. What is the need to say when you have already eaten it??”
I was very innocent during my childhood days. But when I got aware of many things in school, I started bringing out my mom's innocence. I still remember, one day I asked her a question “Which is bigger? India or Andhra Pradesh?” and the reply was her innocent smile (maybe she thought there is a twist in the question). When we are kids, we learn from our mom, but when we grow up we make fun of her innocence. And I'm sure, at that point of time, every mom starts feeling happy as her kids are turning out to be smarter than her.
Starting from Year 6 of my schooling, I always had a trouble with Mathematics. I somehow used to manage in every exam. It was in my 8th standard, I had done with my half-yearly Maths exam and came back home with a disappointing look. My mom sensed it, and asked me “Didn't do well?” Before I could answer her, I started crying and told her “I will fail this time for sure.” She smiled and said “These are just mid-term exams. It is not a problem even though if you fail”. I got my energy back for Science :)
Till the completion of my schooling, I was always a mom's pet. I used to share most of my life's happenings with her. But when I entered college and I got exposed to outside world, I slowly changed my way. I have seen few ups and downs, but I used to share only the things which make her happy. She always know me as a winner but she doesn't know me as a loser. Day by day, I had shown a change in myself, but she managed to show the same level of love irrespective of my change. I think this is where a mom's love differs from all other's love :)
Now, after started working, I got used to work. I started eating less due to so called "time management". And slowly I got used to it. She understood it, and so everyday she stays awake till I reach home from office, and feeds me with her hand so that I will eat more. I seriously can't give the same love back to her, all I could do is make her happy. If making her happy can be defined as showing love, then I can hide many things (that upset her) to show my love. Thank you is a meaningless word if I had to use it for my mom :)
Respect women. Help Orphans. Happy mother's day to all mothers :)
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