Are we Addicted to the Pain?

We humans are twisted creature. The more you think about it the more you will start feeling the same.

We humans as kids, continue begging to grow up. When we do get old, all we want is to go back to the time when we were kids. Basically, what we ask for, we don't get and what we get we don't want. The thing is we just can't be happy with what we have. Either we will be waiting for the future, with a hope that tomorrow will be better or we will keep lurking over the past, crying over the memories, pining about the time we once were having, the things we once had, the people who were there then.

But let's stop for a minute and think about it. Why is it? Why do we have to keep crying over something that could be real pity and insignificant that we fail to see so many other wonderful things that may have been happening around us, most probably, something better. Well, I have an opinion.


What I feel is, we have become so habitual of being in pain, that when we actually are happy, we feel the incompleteness, the void, which can be filled with the pain. We have moulded ourselves in a way that we have become incapable of being happy. We smile, we laugh, but the moment we realise we are having a good time, we are happy, we get scared. We get so scared of being happy that we chose to stay sad and pathetic. In the early stages we justify this by saying whenever we are happy something bad happens so we are afraid. But in reality we are just afraid to feel the positivity, the light.

It's like we have accepted the fact that this is who we are, this is how it's gonna be. We still are that 8 year old kid, who is hidden in the corner of the room, afraid to come out, for what we might have to encounter. We have gotten comfortable in the dark corner that we refuse to find out what's there out in the world, so we end up staying there and are devoid of all the good things.

We refuse to see the light. The pain and sorrow have such a hold on us that we don't want to let go of it. We connect to it, we are a whole with it. It is such a shame to see how we have ended up. We fail to see that we have to replace this darkness inside of us.

All our lives, we work, to have a better life tomorrow. All this time, we pray for health and happiness. We say, we hear, we read that happiness is not the destination but the journey. But we worry too much. We forbid ourselves from looking at the good things, from feeling the happiness.
I agree there are times when we  feel low, when we feel like we have run out of energy and we just can't move. We hate talking or laughing at such times even if we have genuine reasons to do so, but such rare incidents are understandable, but when we are in this zone, in this dark place most of the time, it is just not justifiable. All I am saying is, to feel low is perfectly normal, but being addicted to this pain is not right. We have to be strong.

I know it is hard to let go. I know changes are not easy. To accept that this is the time when we have to agree to be free of this chain is not all can do. To be in a stagnant place is always easy even if the place is painful. Not all have the courage to move forward. We have this habit of getting comfortable way too easily, to adjust way too much. We may be realising that we need to let something go, but then comes the harder part where we need to act, where we need to take a step forward. This step would decide the course of our lives. If we chose to continue on the same path, we will be choosing pain again. This would be the easiest option but we will be aching all over it. The alternate route is the one where we need to be strong, where we need to choose things for us, to make changes. This may seem like a difficult thing to do after all the time we have suffered, for we have gotten used to it. But on a long term, this would be the one which would give us the freedom, the ease, the comfort.

We just need to be strong for that one moment, when we decide. We need just one moment to alter our fate. Just one moment and it can all get perfect for us. This moment, may seem like a big deal if we keep thinking about it. All the fears would try to hang as a cloud over us. It would freeze us and would eat up our ability to do what we are willing to do. But we need to overcome this stage. We need to skip it. We have to act at the very moment.

We need to allow ourselves to think about ourselves for a change, to be selfish once in a while, to do what makes us happy instead of bothering about what the other person/s might feel. Life is too short to be worrying about anything, and too unexpected to sit and wait for the good things. Because there is no key to a happy life. It is not even locked. It is right in front of us. All we need to do is take a step towards it, but we are too scared and nervous to do that. We have been walking over the aisle of thorns for too long that we have forgotten the beauty of the petals, the bed of roses.

So letting go might seem like the difficult thing to do, but trust me it is the easiest of all. We just gotta try.

This post is just an attempt to remind you of how easy it is to let go of the fear. All we have to do is pick the damn side, the good one.

The Fear

Long ago, there was a time when the women of the house used to stay indoors and the males of the society were supposed to do all the outdoor activities. With time changed the cultures and the thinking of the people and thus began the modernization.

Now, women are as free and independent as the men of the society. They work like them, sometimes even better; they never stopped taking care of the families in the process. They should be proud of themselves and a sense of pride should be there. But is it pride? No, it is fear.

Fear: fear of eve teasing, of getting raped, kidnapped or murdered.  We, the women may have succeeded in changing the culture of the society but the society has failed us. Here I don't intend to say women are always the victims or victims are always women. My intentions are to focus on the fear that persists in every woman’s mind that doesn't allow her to feel free.

When a girl is born in our society, parents want to be happy for an Angel has been born, but with that is a fear, for her safety, for her wellbeing. They are marked the 'burden' the moment they are born. A mother will have to constantly worry about her daughter now. A father has to protect her from the wild creatures that may exist in her surroundings. A brother has to take care of her and be her bodyguard wherever and whenever possible. She truly is a burden who will make all of their lives hell at some point.

Then there comes a time, living all those years, listening to how unsafe it is for a girl to go out, a girl doesn't want to go out anymore. Even if she does, she has this constant fear, of what may come next to her.

When she walks on the street, she hopes she is not getting stalked, when she's in a vehicle she puts all her faith in the God hoping that the driver won't turn out to be some psychopath. She has made up her mind in a way that when she’s safe, she thinks she is being pitied upon. When she reaches back home after work safely, she feels like she has survived another day as if she was in between the starving lions.

She may be tagged free, strong and independent but the truth is: she is not. She can't wear what she wants to, to avoid those penetrating eyes; she can't go out once its dark, to avoid any mishap. She can’t even opt for a better career option that involved living in a city all by herself, all alone, to avoid any bad thing remotely possible. All her decisions involves thinking about it twice, once to find out the impact on her parents(Society) and then to identify any kind of threat involved(If she’ll be safe!). About her choice, her happiness, she can’t give it a single thought.

A million such examples can be listed, million cases have been reported.

She is not strong; she has lost her ability to trust. She has to analyze everyone to look out for any wrong indication, which in turn controls her from speaking her mind. Is she free when she has to look out if the colleague who is being friendly is there to help or is a trouble. She has lost her freedom.

She is not safe in her office, or in her own house, or on the streets. Where is she supposed to go where she won't need to live in that constant fear!

How can she be called independent when she has to rely on a male to go out and return safely? Truly said she is a burden.

She has to sacrifice her own life because her parents want to give up the ‘Responsibility’ and make her someone else’s tension(Burden). So, she gets married. She has to sacrifice her career because she won’t be safe away from home. So she stays at home, learning to cook when the people who should be grounded are those monsters who consider her just another THING, just some OBJECT.

She is being punished for being a girl when the criminals roam around free, targeting their next victim.

One thing I don’t get is, if a person doesn't have the sense of what is right and what is wrong and who can get involved in such a crime, why does the criminal get to go free? Why the girl is claimed embarrassment and she is the one to kill herself? Why does the society punish the victim again and the criminal just enjoys the freedom, one step closer to ruining one more life.

  

Why does a girl have to live like that? If men in the society could just stop acting like a villain here, she can be happy too. I am not asking men to do anything for the POOR ladies, I am just asking them to not do anything. Just let us live our lives in peace. Let us say what we want to, let us live how we want to, If we won't have any murderer/rapist/stalker around us, we won't need to live like anything can happen to us the next minute.  We don't ask for your help, we just don't want trouble from you. But this could be a slow solution, so until then you, the good guys, can lend us a hand too, to fight for our safety, as we are your sisters, wives, mothers or friends.

I am not in a place to talk big or curse what's wrong because whatever bad is around us, a part of us is guilty too. We should have spoken earlier. People have been speaking, we should have listened. But now when the water is over the head, we gotta do something. Let's just stop tolerating the wrong, let's try to do the right thing here. 

We want to feel safe again, we want to be free again . We deserve a safe society, we deserve respect.

Women - Unite for your own safety. Today it may be for someone else, tomorrow it could be you. Men - Fight for your ladies, for you family, for your nation. Do the right thing. Unite for a better future.

Hope

We humans are so vulnerable, so volatile but we still smile. We are miserable but we know how to survive. We are sad but we have been smiling. Why? We hope.
Hope.
It can give a man another chance at life if only he hopes.
It can bring sunshine in those dark disastrous storms, if only we hope.
It can turn all those tears into laughters, if only there is hope.

We may hear this phrase so much that keep praying, God will help you. This phrase has been giving hope to people all their lives. These bunch of letters have saved more lives than an entire team of life-savers at the bedside. In all the dark times, if a man loses faith, that the time is gonna change and it is going to be all good soon, he loses everything, So, have faith. Have hope. Because you never know what the next moment may bring for you.

All you gotta do is stick to it, play your part and The Man upstairs, The Almighty God will make it all okay.

Think about all the bad times you had in past years and now think what if you would have stopped believing that it will be fine and instead, you lost it. Would you have survived it? No. But you were strong enough to survive that. You have done it once, you can do it again.

If you think you are not strong enough, you are wrong. You hold the power to change your destiny, you have it in you to change what has been written for you. But you have to have faith, you have to keep believing and you have to keep giving your best shot.

Life's tough, but it is worth all the pain. It might not turn out to be as good as you hoped it to be but sooner or later you will learn that you have got what's best for you.

All those dark days and darker nights when you think this is it, this is the end and you won't be able to get out of the situation, you got to block all the negativity, you gotta stop yourself from going down that lane of self pity and guilt, and pull yourself together and decide to laugh at the situation as it is not going to be the same the next day or next hour or may be the next minute,

What's best is people never stop hoping, and this has helped the man so far and is going to continue too, Just think about it, whatever is troubling you at this very moment, is it worth going through all that misery? Would it even matter 5 years from now? Does it even matter that much to you? We humans have been so addicted of being miserable that we have forgotten that it is us who control our feelings, our emotions. We are the masters of our own life so it is on us if we are sad as we have decided to be. Who has stopped you from being happy!

Hope like a child waiting for his parents to return, like a hungry man on the streets for some food, like a woman for her husband to return safely from the war, like a proud parent for the son to make them proud again, like a farmer for a better rain, like any other human being on the planet.

In all those rainy days, smile and hope that this rain would bring a rainbow, a clearer sky and a better day. Stop being sad and start hoping for a better future today.

Because Hoping is what makes us human in all those blues.

A Friend

Once upon a time there was a princess. She got everything she could ever ask for. The king and queen loved her, the people in her kingdom loved her, and she had everything. But there was something missing for the little princess. Although she had so many people around her all the time but all she wanted was someone to talk to, someone with whom she can share how she felt or what was going on. There were kids from other kingdoms also but she could never call them a friend.

The princess was feeling lonely deep down daily in the dorm full of crowd too. The Almighty King had no idea about this disaster in his daughter’s life. After all she never shared it with him.

So my point is, even the princess needed friends. We are the normal mango people, why wouldn’t we need one. So this post is for all my friends out there and for you guys who have precious friends or are looking for one. I hope that makes 100% of us J

Like love, there is no definite word or meaning of the word friendship.

(PS: You can exclude Google and Oxford here because they know everything.)

Yeah so where were we?  Friendship!

There are a few fortunate people on this planet who got me as their friend, I know lucky people, no :P

I will be honest with you guys; I am the lucky one because if you have true friends you lack nothing. They can be whatever you want them to be and what you need, above that.

We cry with them, we smile with them; we do all crazy things with them. We know each other so well that just a look can tell us the whole story, sometimes we don’t even need the look because we know them so well that we can just tell what must have happened.

In kindergarten when we didn't even know the word we had friends. Then it may be just about sharing that pencil or getting scolded together or just another afternoon with your buddy in the park. But we had someone when we were not ready to leave our mom's lap yet.

Then there was the time when we were not even able to even spell or write the word properly, but we had a lunch partner, with whom we used to share our lunch and with whom we used to go for that water break.

Now we are the teens. We are getting to know stuff, the real world out there; we are coming out of our cocoon. At this phase also we have someone, someone who is going through the same confusion, same rage, same restlessness and the transition, when we think we just know everything. When we lost the ability to listen to our parents or think in a rational way, when we started bitching around or when we cried for the first time and the reason was definitely not a broken toy or a knee. And guess what we were not the only ones suffering and going through this phase, struggling our way out, there was a friend holding our hand and saying you are not alone, I am miserable too and we suddenly felt better. For me this was the time when I actually realized the importance of a friend. This was when I knew I needed one and this was when I got the best one.

After school was the time to grow up. Moving out to a new place, leaving home, parents and moving in with strangers was all about the starting phase. Suddenly we feel like we got no one. we just can’t survive any more and then again the angels up from the sky did some spell and sent someone to be there for us. We saw them and knew that they are no alien, they are so like us. They may have so many different habits and they may be so much different in every other activity but these are also the ones that we would be spending the next 4 years of our college life with. The study groups, the class groups, the hostel gang and the outing buddies, they may be all different or same but we get so many new people in your life and we get along so well that sometimes even we parents would say that we have forgot them once we entered college. They are the irreplaceable ones. Now when we know how people can be real mean too, we realize how lucky we are that we got such amazing people, no back stabbing or no hard feelings involved. We just know that they are going to stick to us for the rest of our lives no matter how hard we try to break it off. They are the lovely idiots in our life and with them only we get to live and we just love them.

Once we are done with all of the above then I would tell you a secret. Don’t let any of the above friends go away. Just be the irritating guy who bugs them every now and then.

Then we are mature enough to choose people we wanna hang out with. Now after all these years we know who we can cope up with and who can tolerate us. Best part about this age is there is no emotional responsibility. we don’t owe anything to anyone now. We are free to live our life and our friends will understand because they know we have a life outside too, and we will do the same. I personally am not so fond of my professional, mature life and honestly the sole reason that I have been able to survive is that my friends are cruel enough to drag me out of my life every week. So, for the next 2 days I just like to forget that I have moved on, life has moved on.

Then the stage when the friends are more like resume, to highlight our capability our talent to the other party. It is rightly said that people are identified by their company. I remember my mum always saying to choose friends wisely.

The Kitty parties with the other ladies or the drinks with the colleagues, shopping with the neighbour or business or stock market  discussions, preparing dinner together or debating on the political views, worrying about kids future or worrying about the price rise, for married people it may have any of these definition.

But in a nut shell it is someone who is there with us, who supports us or encourages us when we are right and who stops us when we are wrong and he never stop doing that how hard you try. Someone who is mature with you and who is stupid with you. With whom we don’t have to think twice before saying or doing something because we know it is alright and even if they get angry, they won’t be able to stay angry for long, who knows our importance in their life and who are equally important for us, with whom we just don’t have to be the one carrying all the weight of the world alone, who will laugh for sure if we did something stupid but when we are neck deep in that mess, they will be the one pulling us out.

This can go on and on and I wanna right so much more, about all of this. But it’s getting way out of your patience word limit so I’m gonna wrap up right here.

No matter how far we get from our friends, no matter how long it has been since we last talked to them, but the memories that we share, the future plans that we are involved in, the one ‘Missing you’ message or the one ‘Where the hell have you been! ‘ message or the out of the blue 2 am call when we know only that crazy friend could call like that; only these things matter. Only this defines friendship in true sense.

If you have someone in your life that you can relate to by reading this, I am telling you don't let this one go. Because even if this one irritates you like hell and get on your nerves by doing everything you hate, but they love you and sooner or later you will realize their value too. 

I am grateful for I got you guys J

Keep it Simple silly ;)

Someone said think before you speak, someone else said think and plan before you do anything and you will get success. Did you read or heard anyone saying think about everything to be happy? No. Because it is so not true. You start thinking and there happiness goes out through the same door, We start taking things so seriously that we forget the motto, motto of being happy and staying happy. I also forgot this, and realised it, while I started thinking about it and realising that my smile faded the moment I started going through the logics and facts, 'Whats' and 'Whys'. Why humans need to take everything so seriously, why do we need to complicate things so bad, what is wrong with us! Why do we want everything to be our way!

Keep it simple silly. Yes, stop making things so messed up and confusing all the times. Although I am the one who needs it the most.
We humans are the dominating breed. We have always been the controllers. We just can't let anyone or anything take this privilege from us. We have been taught to be perfect from the day we were born, to do only the right thing. However the definition of right may vary person to person. The point is we tend to do things our own way, in the best possible way we can. We try to set things right all the time. That is how we start making it difficult for ourselves. Don't take me the wrong way. I am not telling you to do the exact opposite of what you should do, all I am asking for is for you to start taking things a little lightly. For once, its good to be wrong, its good to fail, its good to be sad and its good to be broken.
Only bitterness can prove the importance of sweetness, only sadness can make happiness worth it, only failure can make a success so huge.
In our day today life, from a very small scale we are doing it all right so wrong, that we got habitual of this.
When a child comes into existence, the family has this pressure of doing things in prefect way for the child. They start living in a way they never thought of, they become someone they never dreamt of, for the child. With this comes the expectations part. They start 'thinking' that they have done so much for them, the child should become a big man, someone successful. In addition to this there is the pressure of the society we live in. How can someone tell us that our child is not so great or not that deserving or not so right! So with this fear, the way life should go on changes. Now why did all this happened, why the parents who undoubtedly love their child but still kept him in so much pressure and agony that the child secretly wished they were never his parents!Why this all started in the first place, because the parents took it all very seriously and the child reacted too strong.
The day when someone asked us 'What do you want to become when you grow up?' we all had some unique dream, that distinguished us from others,it was so raw, so fresh. We may have sounded silly but we were honest, we were determined to follow our heart and be someone we want to. But then When it comes to building a career, we thought of 'Success', 'fame', 'stability', 'job security', and above all 'Money'. A man has to feed his family, a girl has to be independent. We never thought of this when we were just 10, we were happy back then, we were doing what we loved. Now we are thinking, about the future, and so stopped living the present.
We have become so conscious of the people around us, about what they think of us, about how will they judge us, that we end up doing something we normally wouldn't have done. I have seen the teen girls making fun of someone else because they just want to fit in, I have seen guys doing drugs because they want to show their peers that they are also cool, small children to ask for some expensive toy because the kid's friends have that. Now do you think all this is worth it? Do you really want to change just because you want to be accepted by some stranger. We naturally want this, but do we really need to do this?
I was so much into this fact that I have to be ready to die all the time, yes I started enjoying more, started living more, but now when I think about it, I feel, everything will happen when it is meant to be.
Now I feel that we need to stop controlling, and start accepting. Stop doing things the way we should, stop controlling things to make it happen the way we want them to and start accepting that we can't control everything. Some things are better left on destiny, if it is meant to be broken, whatever we do, we will go through that painful heartbreak. If it is what is going to happen, no matter how hard we try, we are going to screw up things. No matter how much we think about it, and how much we think we are prepared for it or how much we have thought it over, when the time comes, we won't have any control on the last things, the last words, the last good byes. There are things that we just can't understand.
We grew up with this thing in mind that do good and nothing bad will happen to you, and whatever happens, happens for the good, now I don't know whether its true or not, because for a while, I need to stop thinking and start going with the flow, act normal, be weak, be vulnerable. For once, I think its okay to be not okay. It is okay to be sad, to be wrong. For once, I am going to stop planning things, to be unprepared, if something good happens during that, I will be more than happy and if not I am not going to smile and think that tomorrow is going to be better, I am going to cry for today, for the bad that happened. I am done thinking.
I am not going to complicate things any more for me, I want to make it simple, simply happy or simply sad, nothing else.

Welcome Adulthood

Life is harsh sometimes. May be it is a little difficult for me these days or may be its just me who is behaving like a cry baby these days. I don't know what but I am not 'The Fan' of my life recently. Why? Because I grew up! I don't want to brag or exaggerate about anything but once you are settled, you just lose everything!

Today I have a nice job with decent salary and a very busy life that I always wanted, and yes I am loving this hectic schedule but something's not right. I got friends around me, friends who were there in my college days, those helped me mould into what I am today but something's missing. I have awesomest parents who support me like anything, whom I call for every little decision from the amount of spices in the biryani to deciding something real huge and important but again that doesn't seem enough.

I got everything anyone of my age could ask for, then why am I not happy! Why does my father has to give me a lecture about staying happy in any condition possible, daily! Why does my mother has to be worried because her daughter is not so happy. Why my friends have to listen to me grieving over nothing! Well I guess life is just too perfect for me!

When I was 10, I used to look over to my dad and used to think one day I will earn too, then I would get whatever I want, I will be happy. Those small toys weren't just enough for me. I didn't want to play in large play grounds or under the sky. Today this is what I desperately want. Anyone up for bidding :P

Rains and sun and winds used to be something I din't use to think about much earlier but now when I am witnessing everything through that rectangular 5 by 5 window, I know how much I want to go out.
All the small things seem to matter now.

Now when I pass through that playground daily while going to office, I just want to skip the office and play with those kids, score a goal or hit a four! I don't want to go back to that place where everything's so Grown up stuff! I want to be a kid again.

Today I saw a woman feeding her child, and I flashed back to the times when it was all with me. Now all the childhood stories are, well, stories, memories! I remember getting scolded by my mom for sitting in front of the computer screen for so long and as always I used to revolt against it. But today, I want to revolt, because I don't want to sit in front of the screen for even 1 more minute.

I heard, when you are young you have the energy and money to live your life but don't have time for it, As of now, I have time also but I don't know what has changed. Because I am just not liking it. I realised this when I had this bizarre idea of leaving the job and run back to my parents. I can actually do that, because I ran back when I was not able to find a decent accommodation. Yes, I ran! I ran from the problems instead of finding the solution. I ran, call me a coward for that. I am not so perfect, no!

The times when the smiles were genuine, the talks were all about the movies or crushes or shoes are all gone. I just talked to a friend and realised it is still there. It is me who is trying to escape  from it. I have this thing in my mind that now I am a grown up, I have to act mature, I have to calculate everything, I have to plan things and I have to decide what am I going to do in near future and all that grown up s**t!

I guess I just grew up! The child inside me that was playing, laughing and doing all the stupid things is gone. It's dead. I don't know if it was required or not, but it just happened. I want it to come back, because it's not so fun without it. Something's eating me from inside. I don't remember when was the last time when I had a peaceful night's sleep or when I was last satisfied with whatever is going on in my life.

There is this layer of darkness around me. I want it gone.

I know I sound very depressing. Trust me I am not depressed. I am just sad, I am sad because life moves on, because nothing lasts forever, because I can't go back in time.

 < PS: I really wish I can get a time travelling machine somehow :P >

 But the truth is my life is not so much stable right now and I know it will be very soon, till then allow me to cry about it :D Once I get comfortable with all the changes that have been going around lately, all will be well.

Talking about the changes, I hate them ! I don't even try any new cuisine in some restaurant and here we are talking about staying all by yourself, cooking for yourself, taking care of yourself, acting accordingly everywhere, no friends around to keep you in your comfort zone, all strange faces, everything unique, everything happening for the first time, so pardon me if I sound a little ridiculous/coward, I am scared of the changes. I absolutely don't want them. But as someone said, a change won't help you grow in your life if you can get comfortable with it. So here I am waiting for this BIG CHANGE to change my life, to help me get better.

But for now I want to get peace about this, to accept it, and to accept the fact that the old times are not coming back for sure, So, I have to work, to make this one better than before, so that in future I can say my working life was so much better than this :D

I want to be happy. After all for me life is all about staying happy. This is all I want. I don't want anything else.

Maa

This word can bring a lot of beautiful cherishing memories. This word can put a wide smile on anyone's face that people can be mistaken that you are mad. This word has so intense feelings associated with it that no one can deny the fact that it reminds him of so many things.
Mother is a synonym for love for me. Mother is the element that has the capability to balance everything in nature. Mothers are the angels sent on Earth by God because He can't look after everyone at the same time, the angels who take care of you, who are willing to sacrifice everything and by everything, I literally mean every single thing as far as her child is happy.  I think God was in a very happy mood when He created this Godly creature, or may be He was too lazy to take care of His children that He looked up for His alternate and that is how we got Mother.
Mother, another word for love, sacrifice, satisfaction, care, hope, life, comfort, wisdom and in some cases food also. For a friend her mother is a positive vibe, she is the warmth for another. PS: I may be the source of the last one :P
Long before you were born, she has started living for you. Even if she doesn't want to eat, she did eat so that her baby is born healthy. She starts sacrificing her wills and likes because she had to stay back and take care of herself and more importantly her baby. Even the woman who is an unstoppable machine and whose favourite hobby is to take care of her family, takes a break from all this, because she has to be healthy for her child. The time when she had her baby closest to her, in her womb is said to be her favourite time, because she can feel the heartbeat of her child, every movement, and she is so desperate to see her child, her healthy child. So she starts with all those prayers. She won't miss a God to pray to, for the well being of her baby. That's how a mother is. She tolerates all the pain too, for the moment, the moment when her child sees the light of this world, when she can be relieved that her baby is fine. The day her baby is born is said to be the only day when a mother smiles when her child is crying because in any other day a mother cries for every single bad thing going on in our lives. That is the most amazing thing about a mother, you don't even need to tell her about your life, she knows everything, and she will be the one next to you in any and every condition.

Then comes another stage in her life, in your life, of all the sleepless nights because you are a stupid kid who just can't sleep when she needs to complete some work or who has to be hungry when your mother just lay down for a 15 minutes nap or you have to poop when she is about to have something to eat after a marathon of 23 hours and 45 minutes. Yes, a child is cruel, I know! But did she ever tried to escape from all this, umm, No! She feels like she is the only one who can take care of you. Try handling a baby badly and get ready for some serious shit because that kid's mother is noticing you from the other room too through the window. A mother has her eyes on her child every second. So be careful next time, don't tell me I din't warn you. And when you are a toddler she need not hit a gym, because she is going to turn into a skeleton anyway. Thanks to you of-course.

Well after this never ending exercise, she still has to be your tutor. Every mother wants her child to be the President of the nation! So, you have no excuse to skip that homework or get involved in any fight. That is absolutely intolerable. And if you still be the notorious kid who never listens to his mother, well, get ready for some slaps and some blows! Yeah yeah I was very notorious not to mention stubborn.

I remember the time when I was stubborn enough to not tell where I kept the cupboard keys and my father hung me upside down to scare me, and I was still not admitting anything and the best part was I didn't even hide the keys and I had no idea about it! But as I said I was the notorious one in my family. I can bet on it, that I am still such a pain to handle :P

The times when your mother stays up for the midnight tea in your board exams, times when she wants her child to be perfect, when she will make you learn something you don't want to at that time but later on realise that yes it is very helpful and you silently thank your mom for teaching you that. When you are asked for help in the kitchen so that she can have some time from your BUSY schedule, so that she can know what is going on with her little bird because her bird has got little wings and doesn't want to be in the nest any more. She hardly hear your stories after you got new friends in school, when the conversation between you two is just the formal questions about the routine and lunch and sometimes not even that and the times when she had the nights when she didn't sleep because she saw you upset but you didn't share your sorrow. Yes our teenage days!!
Do you remember the day when you scored good marks and she bragged about how good you are in studies to every other person in the society? Or the day when you fell from your bi-cycle and after scolding you for a moment, she cried and then lifted the world upside down and did everything in her control so that you recover soon?
The Birthdays!! They were special because you get to eat all your favourite food, when you are allowed to do anything stupid and because it is your birthday and you can't get a slap as a gift, the gifts, that new dress, the dress that she bought for us, yes, in our times, our mothers used to pick clothes, shoes and every other possible thing for us. Ohh I miss those days!

The day when you left your HOME, for further studies, you remember who cried the most, who called you 10 times a day to make sure you are doing okay, to make sure you are eating properly, to make sure your room-mates are not causing any trouble or the hostel warden and in case she is, our mum is all set to make a call. God Bless the warden! When she used to wake up early so that she can wake you up on time, the expected but unexpected mathri that she used to send with every relatives' relative for you and even after that her pet line after seeing you, that you have got thinner! You can never be fat for her, if she can control it, every person in this world will look like a balloon.

I was not a perfect kid for my mother, but every mother is the perfect mother and I am pretty sure everyone wants to say at this moment 'My Mom is the Best'. Noooo !! My mother is the Bestest! :) I have made so many mistakes in my life till now and the list continues, but  her love remains intact. She continues to forgive you, she continues to love you. Nothing in the world can change this fact. No matter what you do, she will still be the same for you. After so many hardships, she may change but she will never change for you. A mother would sacrifice anything and do anything for her kid. Every child must have experienced such event at least once. This is why mothers are so special. I don't know what my mother is composed of! She will be very angry if I do something wrong, we won't talk for a day and she will still be worried if I had my meals or not, if I am okay or not even if she has to take help of my father to do so. But she will ensure that I am okay. In that case, the fight is going to get dirty :D But in the end, last line would be 'Don't do this next time otherwise I am not going to talk to you.' but she still does talk every time :)

One thing I learnt in these 22 years is your parents are always right. They want good for you. So stop questioning everything they say and stop just being a rebel, it is fun I know, no one can understand this better but let me tell you one thing, if it causes sadness to your parents, it is not worth it. They want you to have a perfect trouble-free life and yes it took me that long to realise that, bad kid I am :P

Unlike most of the people in IT sector, I was lucky enough to get few months to spend with my parents, my mum, after college. I thank God for that now, it was frustrating to sit idle no doubt but the love and warmth, the care and homely feeling was what I crave for now.
Then the time when you are afraid of telling your father about the love of  your life, she supports you and also convinces your father for you. (Just Saying :D ) The time when you don't know how to talk about your dreams and your aims but she is the Ginny. You won't even know when a miracle happens and the next day your father says 'Do what you want to do, I support you.'

I remember the talk with my mom when I said 'I wanna see this world, I wanna learn and that is how I wanna spend my salary' and you know what she understood me, she stood by me. We shared my dream after that. She was worried about me, but she was not too protective to keep me in a shell, she loved me, but she didn't spoil me, hopefully I turned out to be a better kid! She was lenient but when needed she was the one to scold me first. She misses me but still doesn't let me know, to protect me. She won't tell me the bad news about her health or family or about anything else because she doesn't want to upset me. She still thinks I am her little girl, the stupid one, but she also knows that I am what I need to be right now and I will grow up. She still wants me to be mature, to take up responsibilities,  to continue her legacy, of her life, but she doesn't want me to have the burden all over my shoulder. She has taught me well how to handle any kind of situation. What I am today is because of all the care and wise words by my mum and all the life lessons and tips by my papa.

When someone asks about my role model, I get so confused shall I say mum, papa or di ! Because yes, they all are just perfect. Di also, another gift by my mum to me, and she is The Best! Ohh yeah mom always say I forget my younger brother, so not going to forget you here bhai :) You are also cute, sweet and best bro!

For the family I have I can't thank enough to God, to my mum. Because as they say,

                                                  HOUSE + FAMILY = HOME

And most of the credit goes to maa for this :) PS: Papa don't be jealous, it's maa's day today :) :)

My mother is  a gift. I love her, I respect her and I am going to do anything for her, for her happiness too. like she does for me. I know I don't stand a chance to give her the same happiness ever but I will not let any more of her days to be bad in any case, by anyone. I want her to be happy and be proud of her daughter. I want to be her perfect daughter.