Today i felt sad the entire day. I knew the reason for it, but i couldn't do anything to come out of this turmoil. Its not normally that i have too much Coffee, but today in Office i had 3 cups and still i couldn't get my spirits high up...
My mom had accompanied me to Pune last week when i returned back from the Diwali vacation at Goa. The past month and a half was very tiring for me... Office work and work at home... I had to everything on my own at my brother's flat... Right from Cooking, doing the Dishes till cleaning the house. And though i can cook, somehow i dont enjoy eating it... And the biggest thing is, my Bro is a silent kind of guy who doesnt talk much. And me being the talkative lot had to yearn to speak :( . My woes continued till my mom came here...
Suddenly, it was like how it used to be at my place back in Mapusa... the only missing person was my Dad... Poor thing... had to manage all by himself as he is also totally dependant on my mom for all the household chores and becomes helpless when she isn't around... Back in Pune, it was Me, mom and my Bro...
Suddenly the house has become chirpy and full of life... Me and mom we both like to speak a lot and now it was only the two of us who did the talking and my bro was a mute listener :) . He is of the type who just keeps quite listening to all that you talk and that makes you silent with just a small discrete and compact statement...
Since office work was hectic, i used to reach back home at about 10 or so in the night, and there i had my mom waiting for me... She would cook the niciest of food for us, The house sparkled all week long as she took care of it now... My house work was reduced to running errands for her... getting all the things that she required for her daily cooking n cleaning and also helping around with the cutting n stuff...
And She also oiled my scalp after a long long time... It felt so nice... the mother's touch
And today... she left for Goa... :(. Today in the morning when i was leaving for office, i had an odd feeling. I just dint feel like going... Neither could i concentrate much on anything... Me, Preeti and Sheetal took a long T break since neither felt like working... I called up a couple of my friends just to come up from this... and i felt better though momentarily.. And it was because of which i had the 3 cups of Coffee.. :(
As decided, My mom reached my office at 6.15 from where we were supposed to go to Swargate. My bro had decided to join us there... A mild shock awaited us there... We were informed that the bus to Goa was cancelled. Her designated Sleeper coach bus had had a flat tyre. So they made her arrangement in a semi sleeper volvo. At swargate where we were waiting for the tempo which would ultimately take her to Padmavathi, she met another lady who was also going to Goa... they both got on very well with each other and i had some comfort thinking that there is some person travelling along with her and she is not alone...
The wait of about an hour and a half was full of scolding for me :(. She just dint want us to stay back late in the night, though i had planned to see her off at Padmavathi. Finally when her tempo arrived, we thot it better to go home rather than go to Padmavathi... We Then said Bye to her and started on our way back... I dont know somehow i bro was in a mood to ride... He rode at a speed of 100Kmph on the flyovers of Pune and i was so so dazed... This was the first time i had travelled on a bike so fast...
I reached home and jus couldnt bear the silence again... I cried in sobs... very very much. It was kind of a rude silence which i just could not bear. I called up Sriman and just cried for about 10 min on the phone and then was normal back... My mom had already made arrangement for our dinner and so as per her instruction, we had dinner immediately after my crying session... I was so damn tired with the day's happenings and so drained of energy that i collapsed in bed immediately after the dinner and slept like a log...
So this was the day i felt very sad about... The day my mom left for Goa after giving me some nice time in Pune which was otherwise become monotonous. Sometimes i feel, what would i do without my parents being around... Though we arfe brought up to be so independent of anyone and can survive anywhere round the globe, i feel there is some special force which probably was left behind even after the umbilical cord was ruptured... Mother is the most wonderful gift God has given to everyone...
I wonder if i could anytime do justice to thins relation. I could have easily sent her on a flight, but somehow i couldnt convince myself that she would be better on her own. Shez grown old... i can see all the wrinkles on her face... shez grown thin... i can still remember her youthful days when her skin glowed... And i feel its my moral responsibility to take care of her...
When i think of moving out of Goa for a job, i always have second thoughts about it... Wonder whether its worth the job outside, if i couldnt be wid my mom when she needs me at the time she feels alone... and the same holds true for Sriman too.. What are we going to achieve anyways??? Anyways...
So last week for me was a very nice one, when i felt so wanted and cared for... Another thing bothering was i'l be leaving for Goa this weekend. I have grown attached to this place and the time spent with my bro here at Pune... Wonder whether i should go back or stay here... thats a different thought process though :)
So here i m guys... with some more updates from my side... Hopefully i wil be able to post more frequently on this blog... This blog remains as a place where i can write down come real nice memories which i traverse sometimes when i feel down...
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