Understanding Mom's....

I AM AN ONLY DAUGHTER
I AM AN ONLY CHILD TOO.....
For the past 10 years, i have stayed in Cochin, Trivandrum and now in Bangalore.
Cochin for School, Trivandrum for College and Bangalore for Work matters.
There is one thing which is common to all these cities. MOM's!!!!
Be it any city, urban or rural...of late i have understood that mom's are the very same.They have similar concerns and they behave very much ALIKE...!!!
No, i am not generalising Mother's altogether. NO...I AM NOT!!
The people under consideration here are the Mothers whom i have seen, met, talked to and ofcourse lived with....
I have already mentioned that, i am now in Bangalore.Here, i stay as a Paying Guest(P.G) the famous acronym..popular in the software world.yes, i am here, working as a Software Engineer(!!!!!) ...leave all that.
I am here, not to talk about myself, but none other than Mom's.
Before discussing on that matter, let us move through a small, very small story.
The protoginists in this story are a nine year old girl and her mother. The girl is walking back from her school to home.She doesn't want to reach home at all.she's walking unusually slow for that reason.Guess why?
what better reason should a nine year old have? other that her exam marks!!!
very true, she has got het Hindi marks sheet, the greatest disaster hapepned to her 50/100(D grade.OMG)...i m gonna get beaten like hell...she thought..back at home...and she was scared about none other than her mom!!!
of course, she got beaten like hell...dats Past now...
every now and then, comments about not dressing up well, not putting a bigger bindi..not doing that...not doing this..being bad in studies...not concentrating... kept on coming...and she got fed up of all that.
but even she moved on, thank god, even she was able to make it in the Boards pretty well...and she moved to a different place...for college..away..from home.!!!
how many more 50/100 happened in her life after that, she dint care anymore. but one thing has changed, she wasn't scared anymore...about her MOM... she had started loving her Mom, maybe because she complained less and advised more...(as she's was away...and at college too...!!!)
even after her college....there were compulsions of asking her to not do that, dont go for this...instead do this...dis would be better and stuff.....but she had her mind made up for work...and she again..went away..from her MOM...
this is none other than my story.back then,i always, used to think about amma(MOM...) as a very...very very CRUEL mother.although i was a her only daughter and her only child too...(this is quite important i guess!!)..i never used to enjoy any advantages...
there is a popular misconception that single children are spoiled brats!!!...but...for me...forget being spoiled..i was not even pampered for even a continuous 5 minute time...i even started believing it to be intentional from my parents....!!!
but after moving to college, thinks changed.....to be true...
Hostels are places where you get to see a lot of people...from different backgrounds, cultures and obviously from different parts of the state and country...
i made out that all mothers are the same....but not that obvious too, until i reached Bangalore, started living as a PG in my distant realtive's home....and closely observing the aunty there...
even she was a mother..of two children. even she had a daughter(only daughter) and her son was away with work...
that made matters pretty much like at my home...the way she quarelled, the way she used to get hurt and disappointed.....i started realising something....how hard its to be a mother!!!
As every single day passed by....
I started understanding my AMMA..(a.k.a MOM)
I understood that she was just being my thoroughly caring, loving mother.
SHE WAS JUST BEING HERSELF...WHAT SHE IS SUPPOSED TO BE...
TO ME....
and i just love her for what she's.......:)