Monday, January 17, 2011

Mum's the word!

There are multiple things that err us regarding our parents but that doesn't make us love them less. On every little argument before marriage, I used to pray to God, 'Lord, I want to be with Ratish asap! My parents don't deserve me.' But things took a U-turn after marriage. Not only did my love for them grew manifold but I started to value their presence a lot more. Infact, I still can't forget how early morning or late night calls from them used to shake me with fear till few months after the marriage. Well, this post isn't about parents or parenthood but about my lifeline, My Mum.

She has taken life pretty casually. For instance, she dejected some very well to do same-caste sindhi proposals to marry Pa and came into a household that had the basic. She didn't know a thing about cooking and was pushed into kitchen management soon after marriage which she managed by hook or by crook :) Soon after I was born, she left home with the two of us in her arms after a tiff with my grandmom and went over to her sis's place. Things took a 360 degrees turn thereafter... There onwards, we became a nuclear family.

She has been managing work and home for close to 30 years now and still has 5 more years to go before her retirement. Being married myself, I can now understand how difficult it is to do the same, especially when you have two daughters and a super paranoid 'head' to manage. But that's not what she is all about- Even today when she's in the company of her sindhi side of family, she's like a mad house of fire. It irks me and my sis at times but we have realized it's her chilling out time. She takes a dig at almost everyone and often lands into a 'foot in the mouth' situation but does that change anything? No, it doesn't.

Now that I will soon be delivering and have happily convinced my hubbs to let me stay with her for few days, I can see a wrinkle of concern on her brows! She won't say a word, coz she never really has showed her emotions but I know something's bothering her. And maybe I know what it is! It's her casual attitude in life.

She never took seriously to grooming- coz her fairness cream and to the max a pack of foundation is all she needs to MAKE-UP :) But that doesn't stop her from noticing other stunning women her age and feel that something's missing...
She never took socializing seriously- the moment Pa, me and Pooja are around, her family is complete. I still remember how she would fret whenever someone came around meal time :D Not only that, my much socializing bee DAD used to catch up on his friends with excuses too funny to quote...
She never took cooking seriously- coz her 10mins dal preparation tasted as yumm as maybe a 30mins one! So why waste time...
She is a control freak and has her own SET of rules. The same stringent rules could never be justified by the Queen of our house and we almost everytime avoided confrontation. Coz the end result of any such discussion would either be her shouting at the top of her voice or sulking in one side of the home. So we avoided any such topic that rubbed her the wrong way. Mom's always right...

Anyways the reason why I went into past is coz this same attitude of hers has somewhere inside always made her feel inadequate! That's why she likes to be guarded and loves to be showered by compliments (Who doesn't) .. She's worked up on her culinary skills coz of my sis's and my in laws (mostly, son) visits and can manage pretty complex dishes now. But what worries her most is the fear of taking 'responsibility'. I know that during my stay there with the little one, she will be wary of what my in laws think about her managing skills and will always be too scared to go wrong.. Wish, I could just hold her hands and tell her that MOM WE WILL SAIL THROUGH.. but knowing her I won't confront... So here's a magical wish for you MUM that you will handle me and my newie in the best way possible and for years not only me but even your grandson/daughter will feel the SPECIAL TOUCH and pass it on to you... Oye NANI, ALL IZZZ WELL :))

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