Forget them Chores, Let's see some Photos!
Meera is a mother of an 8 year old. One day, while cleaning her cupboard, she found that old , pink tiny onesie that belonged to her daughter, Ritu. She grabbed it at once and smelled it. The baby smell was still there or so Meera assumed, but now mixed with the naphthalene ball odor.
Those old days were difficult with sleepless nights, living in a new city, traveling husband and a new born in arms. As she looks back now, all those tough moments seem totally worth it. Ritu is now a bright , jolly girl and surprisingly much less of a troublemaker than Meera expected her to be.
Instead of carrying on with the chore of cleaning and re-arranging her cupboard, Meera brewed herself a mug of black coffee and chose to sit down with those bulky albums of photographs from Ritu's childhood.
Kiran always had the phobia of flying. She had still managed a couple of short flights but never been on a long one.
Even when her son, Ravi, went to the USA to pursue his graduation, Kiran didn't even go once. She would just send him the tickets asking him to come back home during the holidays. But as Ravi's graduation day approached, his only demand was that his Mum and Dad, both should be present to grace the ceremony. Thus, Kiran's tickets were booked.
Kiran gathered much courage and finally made it to Chicago, after almost 20 hours of flying. That was a first time for her and she definitely deserved a pat on her back.
Funnily, Kiran didn't face much trouble this time and was rather composed. According to her husband , she had behaved herself the entire flight.
On the day of graduation, Kiran was more excited than Ravi. When the ceremony began, and Kiran noticed, her son standing tall among many others, her heart filled with pride. She remembered the difficulties that Ravi faced in his childhood. How bravely he overcame all of those and is present here now.
Kiran's eyes welled up. As she looked into her purse to take out a tissue, she thought she noticed something. Yes she was right. She immediately looked up and saw that Ravi was standing, holding the hand of a pretty girl beside him.
Over dinner that night , Kiran teased and reminded Ravi of his childhood girlfriend, who he has left behind in India.
The Bond Strengthens the Mother Daughter Connect...
Tina didn't call her Mom for two days. Today, she resolved to call her, right after the breakfast.
Like everytime, the mother -daughter's conversation revolved around Tina's son. Tina began telling her Mom about her son's recent shenanigans, at which both of them burst out laughing. She also cited some of the sweet things that he does, which totally melts Tina's heart.
After hearing for sometime, Tina's Mom said, "He has definitely taken after you. Even you, after coming back from school that first thing you would do is narrate whatever happened in your school. You also had a mind of your own and used to decide which clothes you would wear on a particular day. You too had to use the same washroom at the same time, whenever I would".
"How do you remember all this even now?" Tina asked her mother, amused.
" You are a Mom yourself now. Can you ever forget these sweet nothings about your child?"
After hanging up, Tina thought for a while about life. She realised there's one more level at which she bonds with her mum and that is motherhood. When Tina was as young as 3 years, her mother was so doting and as Tina grew up , around 7 or 8 years , she remembers her mother was more strict and may be controlling too. Finally, after she crossed those crucial teenage years, Tina indeed found a true friend in her Mum.
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These are fictional stories of 3 different Moms of different age and background, each hit by nostalgia under different circumstances.
We never know when nostalgia will hit us and with what intensity. A particular place or a fragrance or just a sight might be the trigger to evoke those nostalgic emotions.
As a mother , I believe in making memories with my children and documenting them. Years after, when we reminiscence together.. it's sure going to be a wonderful experience. Do you believe in making memories too? What's your fondest memory as a child or as a mother?
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