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A few fond memories with Mummy.

 I think most of us could write something on this title. However, as I have grown and seen how my peers talk about their mothers, and admire mine, I have realized she is not just my mother, but my best friend. Many a times I have heard classmates talk about how one cannot tell everything to their parents, and I have and silently disagreed. To her love not only for me but for everyone, her hardworking nature, her impeccable cooking skills, and her passion, I have learned and have yet to learn a lot from her.

Her oiling and combing my hair almost everyday, and her telling me which clothes to wear as I have negative amount of fashion sense.

I got awesome hand me downs from her,  I like to wear them. I find it very beautiful and quaint that I'm wearing clothes that she did when she was younger, and almost every time she says, "I can't believe that used to fit me?"

I could go on and on about her cooking, I am not joking when I say that the food she cooks is better than the same dishes served in restaurants, her bhindi was a hit in my van.

One time we were crossing the road and she was holding my hand, pulling me a little. There was a rope tied between the dividers and as she raised the rope so that she could cross but she continued to pull me and the rope was in front of my neck, preventing me from coming forward. I yelled out "bleaa" before she noticed and apologised. The scene was too funny and never fails to make me chuckle.

Of course, I have also committed the "mistaking the trial room stall your mother was in and being embarrassed and confused when some stranger lady came out". I am not exaggerating when I'm saying that it was one of the top 10 most embarrassing moment of my life, even though when i was like only seven.

I think the one of the most precious feelings for me is when on the rare occasions I actually cook and she always loves the food. Whether it's a simple cup of chai, some awfully made-for-the-first time rotis, white sauce pasta, or even maggi when I put a little of whatever I can or find to make it better. The feeling of fulfillment and giving back I get to the person who feeds me delicious and nutritious food daily is very difficult to put into words.

I think most, if not all of my friends have admired and even have been jealous of me having Mummy. She encourages me to go out, puts negligible academic pressure on me, has an impeccable fashion sense (tho our choices can sometimes differ), which extends to her aesthetic intelligence, is very "cool", and did I mention her amazing food? 

I love you, Mummy.

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  1. AnonymousSeptember 4, 2023 at 4:57 PM

    Loved it...

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  2. Shashwat TrivediSeptember 5, 2023 at 1:55 AM

    Enjoyed it very much! Makes me want to write about my mom. Crossing the road and the trail room episodes make for a good drama.. Lol

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  3. AnonymousSeptember 5, 2023 at 9:11 AM

    Saumya beta kitana badhiya tum likhti ho love you

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  4. AnonymousSeptember 7, 2023 at 1:38 PM

    loved it

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  5. AnonymousMarch 10, 2024 at 11:28 AM

    YOO JIJI (didi)nice blog (im her brother actually )

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