The heading...doesn't it sound familiar......one of the very few common topics to write essay on during our childhood days and I distinctly remember what I worte - '' My mom is fat and she cooks well''!!!
The journey of motherhood is an amazing give and take relation for both mother and her child - both pass through different phases in their relationship. The formative years are mostly spent on dependency from both sides - love - care while with time it changes to an age old concept - ''generation gap''. The summative years would be completion of the cycle - friendship - love and care.
For me it was living the same life cycle with our own personalization aspects. We also had the growing pangs of ''generation gap'' stage with ideological conflicts. We both took each other as sworn enemies and would often end up in emotional bursts. But amidst all, for us the next level of friendship, love and care happened in an escalated way. There came a time when we would openly discuss love, sex, new exposures in the growing stage and would find a lot of solace in accepting each others theories.
Reminiscing on her 7th death anniversary, all those ups and downs in a mother-child relation one thing stands true to the core - the title ''ma\mom'' might be of just 2-3 letters but it holds enormous power and strength to influence, mould, create, love & care.
My salute to the Almighty ''Mother''.
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You are the sweetest & the most lovable daughter I have ever seen!
I salute your feelings, thoughts & your words, used to express the same! :)
Lots of luv & luk,
Sara :)
Diya dear...
your words perhaps express the feelings of those daughters who were/are blessed with a guardian angel named mother...
Maa-er kotha madhur boro, shudhar soman,
Kohiley shuniley shoda jurae poran.
Jekhane sekhane thaki desh deshantorey..
"Maa' boley dakiley sob dukkho jae durey
(bangla kobitar koyekta kine likhlam, kichu mone korish na.. but always felt these lines just apt to curl up the feeling.. specially for a mother who gifted us a such 'dil-khol' human being in form of her daughter . :)
Dear Diya,
Very well written. Keep it up.How time flies. Dekhte dekhte etogulo bochor kete gelo. Ma aj thakle she would be proud of you.All the best. Kakima.
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