i was watching my mom sleep like an angel. couldn't help but come up with this post today being "Mother's Day" and i got all sent!!! hehe
My dad
i'm my papa's boy.we are more like the prakash raj- trisha duo in abiyum naanum. i always walk with my hands around my dad's shoulders given my taller stature and hug him tight during camping. Back in secondary during my Volleyball days when i had the first of my ligament tears in my knee, my dad came running down the PNHS(Kablon Campus) stands took me in his arms and rushed to the tupi medical centre, with the entire gallary watching a man running carrying his underweight son. all through the way i was like "appa, its embarassing..put me down..I'm a thin but tall baoy."he just said "Nee kozhantha thaan maa ennaku"..(fells great to write about it now as much as it was embrassing then. :D )
My sis.
My mom often says,that my sister would have been my momiyar. (mom-in-law) in my previous Birth. She is my elder one. She is the apple of my parent's eye.Responsible-Obedient-Successful-maska pottufying elder daughter. Everything i am not.We complement each other in all aspects of life. She specializes in punching department and I in kicking department. From CAT fights to bloody brawls to using english as a medium of swearing and cursing(so, that mom wont understand at the same time. the damaged was maximised). we are the palate/pangulobrothersandsisters.But for some weird reasons we became muted to each other during her parting last year when she left for her heavenly like. Some phenomenon can't be explained. :)))-
My mom.
Motherhood is a complex thing and so is a mother-son relationship.My mom and I are the two sides of a coint. Or rather i take the side she is not in. I think, act,live my life in every way my mom does'nt want me to(not particularly proud of). I'm rebellious only to my mom. I yell and take out my anger on her more than anyone.She's like my sink i dump my frustrations into when i'm having my bad day. My mom and I are from two entirely different worlds. We have nothing in common. For me, my world revolves around things that that totally immaterial to her or anyone for that matter. ,which have been the source of many arguments. I top her "worry" list. I really would like her to stop worrying about me and allow us to connect on a different level-no longer the mother and the child, but the mother and a grown up son, no matter how incapable I might be of taking care of myself sometimes. How wrong was I. !!!!!
However, there comes a moment in everyone's life., when you hit rock bottom and your party is over. I had one such moment.it was like standing naked in front of the whole world with all me imperfections. Something my mom tried to tell me all the way through. There were long streches of time, where i dont remember what i was doing. Sleep deprived, Fell sick. Quit Job. when everyone was too held up to even notice it was my mom who saw through me, she never ask Why, What or how? most importantly she never said " I told you so..". I'm at loss of words of how much I appreciate my mom for all that i am today.
my brothers
We are four children in the family.. 3 boys and only 1 girl.. but when my elder sister past away, it looks like we are nothing at all..... now, me and my 2 elder brothers totally far from each other.
