Mumma

Love You Mumma... She takes up so many headaches for me, and panics so easily for no reason at all if I don’t pick up her call. She is the ‘go-to’ person in our home when we don’t find a thing in its place. We owe our peaceful mornings and ‘get-ready-to’ times to her. I can’t imagine the chaos that the house would have been in, without her. She is our savior from father’s occasional anger and irritation. Even though we all dislike her nagging, it’s just so adorable. She loves me, and I love her, even though we don’t express it with words that often. She’s aging gracefully if that’s what it can be called. From needing spectacles to read the newspaper, dealing with frequent joint pains, and fighting high blood pressure, she’s gradually equipping herself with all the knowledge that’s required. Her TV time has shifted from daily soaps to watching yoga and healthcare shows in CareWorld and Aastha channel. And since last year she’s been losing weight too. The least I can do eve...