Mother

Women’s Day.

Thanks for everything, mother!

Though my memories fade by the day, I still remember the day from Std III/IV when you travelled by train and bus to my school to take me home a little earlier as there were no classes in the afternoon. I was so naive and busy playing with friends I shouted at you and you almost cried.

Decades later, though I never speak out, my heart bleeds if you forget to call me on my birthday. And each day I wish we could all return home, to you, and spend all our time together. Because everything I do today is just discipline and compulsion… it’s you who taught my heart to be wide and my mind to imagine and fly. I long to fly away one last time.