Hi deariiiiiiieeess, this is Roma…Thanks to my lovely friends for encouraging me to write, I’m not taking any names here as in my heart all my friends have very special place…each of you very precious to me…I love u alllllll….I’m here with my very first story…which I want to dedicate and share with all of you my sweetheart friends…this is the story of my mom…my lovely Super MOM…
She born in a low middle class family of a small town in U.P. India….father had small business n mother was house wife, she had 2 sis n 3 bro. My mom was second from eldest sister. She was not beautiful but was very intelligent in studies. At that time the families wasn’t letting girls get higher studies but my mom was the first one in her family who did Masters in Economics. Everybody praised her because of her higher degree. At age of 25 she got married to my father. Papa worked in government services where he had to transfer from one city to another every 3 – 4 years. She happily accepted that. First 6 years very tough for her. It is says when a child borns thena mother borns too. The pregnancy period was very hard for her. She used to vomit mostly whole 9 months. But we came in this world she forgot her pain. She got 3 daughters, one after another. We have 2 years gap in between. She was happy being a wife and mother, living her life, busy in house work n kids as typical married woman.
Her real struggle started when we grew to the school age. As the area where my father get transfer was always at border states so most of the time it’s a forest and backward area with no schools. So mom decided to live separate from papa for sake of our education. Father lived at his place where his job was and mom moved to my grand parents (mom side) town in their house. Mom loved papa so much but a mother in her wanted bright future of her children. So a mother’s reponsibilities dominated over a wife. Now, papa was coming after 6 months to visit us for few weeks and goes again for next 6 months. Mom alone raised us in his absence. She worked in home, buy groceries, pay bills, helped us in school homework etc…She didn’t apply for any job, she thought that might make her neglect the kids n she will not able to give enough time to us. She gave us very good up bringing inspite of papa’s limited monthly salary. She spent money very wisely n saved also so when papa come for visit, they can use that money to build our own house in town.
She was keep doing all this. When I was in 3rd grade, she diagnosed with diabetes. She broke down, but for us she again gathered her strength, her treatment started ang she again living normal life…same schedule, our school, cooking, cleaning, washing dishes n clothes, bills, groceries…all of that…
When I was in 8th grade our house built and we moved in same town but 30 minutes far from grand parents house. We were now old enough to help her in house work n groceries, so we sisters help her, but mom always tell us to do study and she will do all the work.
Her health was getting down slowly, she was alone and missing my papa, but being a mother she only wanted her kids to be stand on their in feet and make them independent. Only 2 short visits in an year was not very much to share sorrows n matters with him. She try to be normal when he visit. As time passed, mom’s health was keep going down, her hearing also decreased, so she had to use hearing aid. Her treatment was going on, but in absence of my father, she doesn’t take care of herself but only look after us. We give her medicines on time n take care of her. My uncles n cousins visit us sometimes.
I passed 10th grade with distinction in math and science. I loved math but in my town, none of the college had math for 11-12 grade. So, she told me to go to bigger town (12 hrs far by train), her younger sister’s family for study. My elder sister took biology and younger sis took commerce so they stayed with her.
Mom loved me so much and missed me, me too missed her a lot. Whenever I call her on phone, she always encourage me, gave me strength to be strong n study hard. I worked very hard and pased 12th grade also with 1st rank. I used to visit her in my holidays…
Mom’s health became more serious and she start getting panic attacks due to stress n loneliness. My sisters told me on phone. I went to visit her in my holidays. Papa was also in home for his visit.
I still remember crystal clear that dark night when my mom got panic attack again and rush her to the hospital in neighbor’s car. Her head was placed in my lap, we were on back seat. The hospital was just few more minutes far but…THUD…all of sudden she lost her heart beat… her breathing stopped…her hand in my hands loosened….and my eyes filled with tears….I screamed hard….MUMMYYY…but all in vain…she was gone…I was helpless…alone…no doctor there….her warm body became cold slowly in my lap…by the time we reached hospital she was no more……
I was crying like hell…I lost my precious treasure. But her words still echo in my ears…never lose your strength and fight for life….
There’s no single day gone without remembering u mom…I missed you so much..don’t know how to say thanks to you…thanks is a very small word for ur sacrifices which u made for making us happy….I missed our every moments which we shared together n that reassuring smile of urs which made my life cheerful..
U cared for us,u guided us to the best u can..u were there had been with me throughout my tough time..u taught me like no other ..I become today successful cos of u… I am thankful I’m the lucky one to call u mother..its only because of u am able to see the beautiful world…
Mom always gave me strength n courage to fight for my dreams. And herself fought until her last breath to give us bright future. Now I’m an Engineer, married, have kids and living happy life just because of mom’s good words. My both sisters are teachers, married, have kids. She always stay in my heart. I know I’m not very good but I try to be a good mom for my kids.
So this was my mom, my Super Mom…I love her soooooooo muchhhhhh n proud of her…whatever I’m today, just because of her. In my culture, it says, there is Heaven under mom’s feet…so sweeeeeetheartss love your mom, respect her, obey her, take good care of her health, cherish her because mom is the precious gift from God. God can’t be with us all the time thats why He sent mom to us. Even if she is no more, she always stay with us, bless us and give us strength in our tough time.
I don’t know how I wrote…maybe bore most of you. Please forgive me if I hurt someone or made you cry, my intention was to show the hardship of life n struggle of a mother… please let me know your feedback. This was my very first attempt to write something n I wanted to start with my inspiration, my MOM….I love you MUMMY n miss u a lotttttttttt…..Love you loads my deariiiiiiieeess….muaaaaahhhh…
♡♡♡ HAPPY MOTHERS DAY ♡♡♡
Your friend,
Roma 🙂 😉 🙂