Showing posts with label Mother. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Mother. Show all posts

Friday, June 24, 2011

It is my responsibility …it’s our responsibility!

I left late from work one day, was really tired and wanted to reach home before midnight , there was not much traffic on the road, was waiting for the last bus, which was at 11.00pm, there were few known faces, I got into the bus and hurriedly took the seat opposite  to the entrance. I showed my pass to the conductor, when he was done giving tickets he went and sat in the single front seat chatting with driver.
I was thinking about my schedule for next day when I heard something…I paid more close attention to hear what the conversation was…there were two people sitting behind, one was a child  (Boy around 10- 12yrs) and a man (middle age)
The conversation between the two….
Boy: “Uncle kaha jaa rahe hain hum “(Uncle…Where are we going?)
Man: Chup reh…bas thode aage jaake utarna hai… (Be quiet …we will get down in some time)
Boy: Muje darr lag raha hai… (‘M scared)
Boy: Uncle...jyada dard tho nahi hoga… (Uncle it won’t pain Na…)
Boy…Uncle… Uncle band kar warna ek rakh k dunga (Stop calling me uncle or I’ll hit u)
Boy: aap muje paise denge...ghar chod denge…ma intezaar kar rahi hongi (you’ll give me money and drop me home na …my mother must be worried)
I was shit scared when I heard this conversation; I didn’t know what to do…I really wanted to interrupt , But I did not have that guts , I just got up went to the conductor and told him what I heard…He said IGNORE…I was shocked,  I decided may what happen I will help the Innocent Child, I wanted to do something before the bus stopped… I gathered all my courage and went  to Man who was sitting with the Boy and asked the Boy where do you want to go…why r u scared tell me I’ll reach you home , The man was angry, he warned to stay away , started abusing, other passengers came to rescue… I did not pay any heed to what the man was saying, I constantly kept asking the child to say if he needed help, the boy started crying, I had only one thought in mind - I want to save the child from the monster... the driver stopped the bus, the conductor asked the man to get down and leave the boy alone…the man had  to give up.  The bus started, I took the boy home, I asked him about the man, the man was his friend’s uncle. I was shocked and had tears in my eyes when I heard the things the little boy shared. I might not share it…but I want to tell the world, save an innocent child, let no one take advantage of their circumstances and innocence. See that children are safe in this world...It is my responsibility …it’s our responsibility!

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Wednesday, April 6, 2011

Will You KISS Me...

I had to choose between him and my mother what could I do…Just moved on…  Harry loved me like no one, we were two people and one life, I too loved him immensely, we decided to get married but my mother did not want me to marry Harry, she always said he loves only you not the “YOU” inside.

I tried convincing her a lot, but she was never happy about me and Harry being together, she used to completely ignore my talks about how much Harry means to me, everything was vain, I just couldn’t convince her enough. Harry wanted me to go against my mom and get married to him, to tell the truth even I felt the same, I thought once I get married to Harry, things will automatically change, my mom might realize how good a son-in-law Harry is…But somewhere I felt a pinch of going against her, I didn’t have a father, my dad passed away when I was quite young, my mom was the only guide, friend and family for me…

Harry and I started arguing on our marriage, every day we used to end up saying we better break-up if things continue the same and always make up the next day with a kiss on my forehead. I really loved him. Finally I decided to speak to my mother once and for all and even if she permits or not will get married to Harry, it was like 7.00 in the evening, I will never forget that evening my Mom was having coffee and reading a book, I sat in front of her and said “Mom, I’m getting married to Harry, I know you don’t like him, but I love him a lot, I can’t stay without even if you say NO I will and want to spend the rest of my life with him” My mother had tears in her eyes, she said “I will be really happy if Harry and you are together, but there is something I want to share…”

I was confused, coz’ my mom was always against Harry, suddenly a change of mind…My mother continued…”I have hidden a fact from you, I’m HIV Positive, I came to know about this only a couple of months back, I did not want to scare you by sharing this truth about me, I always want you to be happy, I want you to settle with your love and live a happy life…”  Please go ahead and don’t share this scary truth with him… my mom was literally crying hard, I was in complete silence, I did not know what to say, or how to react suddenly this came like nowhere, I just went to my room…She came to my room and asked “Will you still love me..Will you still hug me…I did not wait to hear anymore, I hugged and kissed her cheeks, and I had tears in my eyes while she was still crying...

I met Harry I looked into his eyes and asked him how much he loves me…he just smiled and hugged me, I felt warm and comfort, I told him to kiss me, he kissed me and that was the most romantic kiss ever I can still feel that in my veins (smiles) , I knew... it will either be the last kiss or a forever one…I shared the truth about my mother…He was quite , he did not say a word but suddenly he was laughing and said so what … everything is fine Don’t worry!!! I was feeling relaxed that Harry has accepted the truth and still loves me…when I was weaving my thoughts he just said that he had to leave coz’ he had some meetings scheduled…
He was just walking away waving his hand...When I realized he did not kiss me “GOODBYE”...I called...Wait Harry "Will you not kiss me Goodbye…" He just smiled and rushed into his eyes were moist…I got my answer….

I came home to my mom…Now I knew from within and was confident, that someday if I had to choose between my Mother and him….It will be my mom...I love you MOM!

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Thursday, March 24, 2011

Will you have coffee with me?

Alen was a 19 years old, staying with his mother, loved his Bicycle, his dog, his paint brush and his beautiful room, he wanted to live every moment of his life as he had very less of it, yes …you are guessing it right he had leukemia (cancer) and was not curable, but despite of his sickness he was never sad he did not fear death, full of life and cheerful, that was just amazing about this guy.

Right in front of Alen’s house there was a Book & Music CD shop, he used to sit by his window and watch passer bys, children going to school and sketch them…One day when he was sketching near his window suddenly a beautiful face caught his attention, his eyes were engaged with the innocence and cuteness of this beauty, he wanted to go and meet her know who she is, talk to her, paint her, it was almost evening , he saw her take a bus and leave.

That night he couldn’t sleep at all, his dreams were crowded with beautiful thoughts of the lady, and he wanted to be lost in it forever.  Next day he visited the shop and saw she was a sales assistant in the shop. Her name was Stacy.  He said he had come to buy some good music CD and books on love stories. She suggested a few, whatever she said sounded like a beautiful music, Alen was madly in love, he went there every day to buy a Book /CD … He told his mother about it, his mother said “why don’t you ask her out one day?”

He decided he will do that- gathered all his courage and asked “Beautiful lady, Will you have Coffee with me?  Stacy just smiled and packed the book he asked for. Every day from then Alen would ask her out for a coffee, but she just smiled and said nothing…few weeks later Alen passed away, his mother cried inconsolably, all she had was her son and she lost him forever …

Days passed Stacy wondered why Alen doesn’t come to meet her in the shop, one day she decided to check.  She went to his house, Alen’s mother was not sure of who she was, when she introduced herself, Alen’s mother had tears in her eyes, she said …”So you are stacy , Alen loved you so much, he just asked you out for a coffee every day, but you denied , how can you be so heartless, he passed away with this wish in his heart”  Stacy left the house with tears in her eyes.

Half a month after Alen’s death, his mother decided to shift to a new place , she was cleaning Alen’s cupboard , She saw books which were unopened, the CD’s were sealed she opened one of them a small chit fell on the floor, she picked it up..It read “Hi’ ‘m stacy, Will you have coffee with me…?"
Alen’s mother was shocked to read it, she opened all the books and CD to find that each had a chit which read “Alen..I will”, “Alen…I Love you” …. Alen’s mother went to the book shop immediately and there she was informed that Stacy could not survive an accident and she was no more…

The Coffee is still waiting, but the people who wanted to have it are no more…
Love makes no sound!

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Wednesday, March 2, 2011

My First Love...

I don’t really know how to explain this. But this is especially true for me. The first person in my life- who I love immensely is… very special and deserves life’s best.

My first love- “My Mother “She is the most beautiful creation on earth. My mother is an extraordinary woman and also the most important woman in my life. She is the most fascinating woman I have ever known. Writing about her is new territory for me. She has a big impact on my life. In many ways, writing about her makes me understand myself even better.

When I was just a kid, I used to smear my face with my mama’s lipstick and model her earrings and high heels, wanting to be just like her. I used to run around the house draping her sari and literally tearing it sometime…, she helped me in my studies, spanked me when I was wrong (I miss those spanking’s today)…Hmm…@?//* Memories worth treasuring!

Today… she is my best friend and guide, she’s my Goddess of inspiration- I worship her.Everything that my mother has ever done has been overshadowed by the thought behind it. While the raw experiences I have had at home have been spectacular, I have learned to truly value them by watching my mother. She has enriched my life with her passion for learning and writing, and changed it with her devotion to humanity.

My mother’s accomplishments have meant a lot to me. I hope to inherit her virtues and follow her footsteps in order to make her proud. My achievements will be a tribute of love to her.“My mother” – for me is the most and only beautiful women on earth.
Mom you are and will always be the everlasting, precious and worthy relative in my life.
Mom …I Love You!

“A mother is the truest friend we have, when trials heavy and sudden, fall upon us; when adversity takes the place of prosperity; when friends who rejoice with us in our sunshine desert us; when trouble thickens around us, still will she cling to us, and endeavor by her kind precepts and counsels to dissipate the clouds of darkness, and cause peace to return to our hearts.” – Washington Irvin Quotes

I'm sure... after reading this you would want to share a world about your First Love :)
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