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My Mom and I

by Vidya Sury April 14, 2018 11 comments
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Dear Mi,

When I think back to the times we spent together, I can’t help but smile and occasionally burst into laughter. Your sense of humor was so very charming and you always believed laughter was the best medicine. It is–thank you for that lovely life lesson.

I am thinking of all the times we fought over who’ll read that new book first! These days, my growing library misses you. There are so many wonderful books I wish you were around to read. I can still picture you rushing through your morning chores and even prepping for dinner early, so you could sit and read in peace. I can see you sitting in your favorite chair, glasses perched on your nose, avidly reading. Then appreciating the cup of tea I brought you. Remember our “high tea” sessions over the weekend with a pot of coffee and samosas and jalebi?

Those days we met after work on Saturdays for lunch, then browsed around the market, mostly window shopping before we returned home, were so precious. I remember how we once saw that multicolored silk saree…we were both mesmerized by its gorgeous colors–brown, ochre, orange, cream, white in diagonal stripes whose borders merged ever so gently. We emptied out our purses to scrape the money to buy it…remember how the kind owner of the shop gave us an extra discount looking at how eager we were to buy it. We took turns to wear that saree! I still have it, although it is no longer wearable. And what about those Calico sarees! So beautiful. Still have two of those!

As I potter around the kitchen and house, I miss our conversations. I pretend you are around, urging me to have another coffee.

I am so fortunate you are my Mother.  Regardless of the difficulties you went through, you were always gentle and kind.  When I was older and questioned it, you always said karma takes care of everything and we should always be our best selves. Why, remember that neighbor who was nasty? You would pray for their happiness every day, saying that if they’re happy they won’t have time to bother us.

When I was in the sixth grade, I remember how your school librarian sent me books to read–that’s when I became crazy about P. G. Wodehouse and I also recall how Gopu mama was amazed how I got that kind of humor–he said he was waiting to introduce the Master to me a little later. I laugh when I think of how I got caught reading James Hadley Chase in class the next year and the principal called you to school to complain. And all I was worried about was that I didn’t finish the book. The book was “Knock Knock, who’s there”

I love how you are woven around my heart like a cozy hug, always there to make me feel better, always there to encourage me, nudge me along.

Above all, I am grateful to you for my existence, this wonderful life that’s a gift in spite of its ups and downs. I am grateful you were in Vidur’s life for twelve years, and that he adored you.

Happy birthday Mi! You would have been 73 years old today. Eight years later…I still can’t get this vision of you out of my head: frail, yet chirpy and energetic and smothering everyone with your love … I guess I never will. I still choke with tears when I talk about you. I can only pray that if I have another life, I should be your Mother…or your daughter…or your sister.

My Mom passed away unexpectedly on 8 February 2010. She was generous in life and generous in death. Honoring her wishes, we donated her body to St. John’s Medical College, Bangalore.

The letter M in the A to Z Challenge is always reserved for my Mom–and by happy coincidence it usually falls on 15 April, her birthday. This year, however, M is 14 April. Doesn’t matter. M is still for my Mom.

When someone you love is in heaven, there's a little bit of heaven in your home #Mom #Inspiringquotes #AtoZChallenge


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Obsessivemom April 15, 2018 at 5:41 pm

That is such a sweet warm post – like all the ones you write to/for your mom. You know what bit I found most inspiring – the bit where you say that she was kind and gentle despite all the difficulties. That’s my takeaway as a mom. It is easy to be kind when things are going well but the trick is to be that even when you’re stressed.

Sapna Dhyani April 15, 2018 at 5:41 pm

This is so beautifully written.You were indeed lucky to have such a spirited and a life-loving person as your mother. I could visualize the cup of tea, the saree , the books- a wonderful post Ms Vidya. May god bless you and your mother up there in heaven, where I am sure she must be reading more books and chuckling, seeing you!

Mayuri Nidigallu April 15, 2018 at 7:01 pm

Reading about Mi is always my favorite part of reading your blog. As always, it left me smiling, misty eyed and moved. Your lovely Mom’s memories live on, bringing a smile to whoever reads them.

Sreesha April 16, 2018 at 1:44 pm

This was a lovely read. Tell me more about what she said when the principal called her about the book.

Vidya Sury April 16, 2018 at 2:25 pm

I will. At “our” place! <3
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Ramya Abhinand April 16, 2018 at 1:45 pm

Moms memories would live on and would stay a part of you guiding you through life. .. I m sure your mom from way up above is reading this lovely post of yours today!!

Shalzmojo April 16, 2018 at 2:33 pm

Oh what an endearing post Vidya; hugs to you! Your mom sound slike quite the woman, forgiving all those who do bad to her and even teaching you to let it go. Thats a huge thing to practice and teach – Love how you have written such a lovely tribute to her. Reading this, I can now imagine you better :-)0

Seema Misra April 16, 2018 at 6:40 pm

Rings with emotion and shows what an amazing person your mother was. She must have had a unique strength of mind and openness to want to donate her body to St. John’s Medical College, Bangalore. You must miss her so very much. Thanks for sharing your memories with us.

Birgit April 16, 2018 at 10:31 pm

What a beautiful memory you have of your mom..I should say memories. Your mom was way too young but she was so very wise. Reading this, I think of my mom when she came down the stairs to have a talk and proceeded to talk for hours, I had housework to do and sometimes, I didn’t want to do this but I did and cherish those moments.

Vinitha April 21, 2018 at 8:50 am

This was such a heartwarming read, Vidya. Such beautiful memories you have of your mother. I could picture you both strolling in the market, window shopping, chattering away – how sweet! Loved that quote at the end. Hugs to you!


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