My Mom

My mom. The most bravest women I have even seen in my life.

She is not only my mother she is my best friend to whom I can share everything. Sometimes she is kid for me. The way she guide us was totally different. She didn’t carry any of our school bags even in primary school. She wants us to take care of our own burden. If I fell anywhere in childhood, suddenly she ll be scared and heart beat will be faster for her. But she never showed these things to us. She pretend to  be normal and ask us to check whether there are five fingers or not? We suddenly wipes out our tears and seriously counts the number of fingers and say 5 to her and she ll say “five are there right? so no problem” Then we were convinced with that. The children mentality is that they cries only whenever a people around them runs and carry them when they fell down. There will be a very valid reason behind every things she does whatever it is , whether it is serious thing or crazy thing.

Her motive behind that was that we should not depend on anyone. We should stand on our own. I wondered many times that how she could be like that. if she was sick and that I ll say that I am not feeling well on the same day when I came from college or office, Then I don’t know where the illness of her gone. She ll start taking care of me. We are from Village background. Our native is one small village then got settled in Chennai. My sister is the first female engineering graduate in my mom’s side and first graduate in my dad’s side. That’s all are because of my mom and dad. They made us to study even when all of our relatives opposed that.

I asked many stupid questions to her. She never got irritated and she ll answers all of my questions. I have a great hope that she ll stand on my side forever no matters whatever happened. Her love on us is unconditional. She is my bff, my sister, my advisor, my well-wisher, and she is my child. On the whole she is my mother….