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Mummy- The Irreplaceable


Mummy,  Amma, Ma. Just hearing this magical word gives a sort of comfort felt by every being in this world. Words can never describe the role a mother plays in the life of a child right from its birth .

My mother is someone who has carved me and shaped me into an individual who I may not say perfect, but does have values that am proud I have inculcated.

My mother, a self- motivated woman has been the sole reason people define me as sorted, head strong , disciplined,  self-driven and above all a ‘good- natured’ human being who has a sense of ‘ justice’.

To this day if I aspire to do something, I owe it all to my mother’s encouragement. Heaven alone knows whether I will ever find such a selfless person anywhere in this world.

Mummy, today I am sitting here in Mumbai beating the humidity, the heat. I miss your touch, the comforting words you tell me, the way you worry about me (though I don’t want you to worry), the way you pamper me. I admit I have often felt it annoying when you asked me whether I have eaten grapes, whether I have face wash with me, whether hot water is coming in the tap, whether you should switch of the lights in my bedroom.

But Mummy, let me tell you something, I know you do it because I will always be your little Sharika.
I promise I will take care of you as long as I have life running in me. You deserve it and I will always be there for you. Maybe I am being a little emotional here. Please forgive me if I am rude to you at times, it is not that I am being selfish or I have changed cause I have grown up. It’s just that I can never be as intelligent and mature as you are and hence I behave that way. You will always be the smarter person and I can never get there. So Mummy, please forgive my flaws.

I might come across several individuals in my life. People who have hurt me, few who I might think are nice but turn out to be otherwise, people who try to take advantage of my good nature, selfish people etc. But I know if there is one person in this world who will never let me down, who I can trust blindly, who will never ever hurt me, it is you Mummy. If not you, then who could it be.

This one is for you:

Mummy rejoiced in my glories, she smiled more than sunshine
She cried when I cried, It hurt her more than ten thousand needles combined

When I spoke non-stop she enjoyed my chitter and chatter
She never said no to my desires, she looked into it one after the other


I can only pray one day I become the lady I have seen you to be
Even If I don’t, I hope I become fifty percent - that would be luxury

How you tolerate me, I often wonder
But that’s just you, to your humility I surrender!

You made sure I shined in class and all contests
You waited with bated breath monitoring every step of my progress

Whenever I felt disheartened losing a match
You gave me a boost and the winning position I did snatch

Without you what would I be?
Mummy , being the best is your cup of tea!



-           -Your very own Sharika Molu



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