This post is solely dedicated to my mom because of its her birthday today! Happy birthday Ma:)(Okay, I know she’s not going to read this blog by any chance, but I’m just letting the world know how much I love her!)
Well, I love my Ma(that’s what I call her). She has been my strength all these years. Though she’s the first one to criticize all the things that I do(well this is what they are for, making us face the truth), she is also the first one to shower loads of love when I’m in blue. She knows it when I’m sad, or when I’m happy. I love her gesture when she just suddenly comes into my room (yeah, she can do it anytime she likes because my room is devoid of doors, so I can’t lock it anyway!), hugs me and kisses me on my cheeks. No matter how old I grow, I know she’ll never stop doing this. And since my sis has left for her new home, somewhere around three months back, I have been closer to my mum. We spent much time together chatting and doing various things.
I realized it in the past year, when I was actually doing nothing but sitting at home and studying, that how monotonous my mom’s life is. All she had to do was to sit at home, cook and wait for dad, me and my sister to return home. Since the past one year, she says she doesn’t get bored as I’m at home, full time, and she knows she can come anytime and have a chit chat(It’s not false when guys scream that women talk a lot, yes we do. In fact, we love talking!)
My mother runs after me every day, to make me eat green and healthy food, which I hate. And there’s no way I can escape, she has tagged each day of the week with one green vegetable. I hate eating them, and my mum keeps telling everyone single person she meets–“Ye ladki muje bohot satati hai, kuch nai khati”.
I love you Ma.