Dear Periamma, I lost my mother in April 2018 and it brought great memories of my young ages with her. She figured out if I was crying and cranky, it meant I was hungry from my childhood. I was a very chubby child when I was young and she narrated me later that she used to have two feeding bottles filled ready to go so that when one was finished, other is immediately plugged into my mouth to stop me crying. She told me whenever she went out, her hands used to pain because of my weight and hence she asked my dad to carry me if they went out for a long time. When she carried me in the bus in Pune, invariably many mothers used to ask my mom in Marathi what she feeds me. They always demand to hold me but my mother used to be scared to give me away as I was weighing too much. Your poem brought great memories and thanks for sharing it. Viswa
@Viswamitra Very sad to hear your Mother's demise.Thanks for your emotional fb.once i was undergoing a problem and at that time my mother said to my younger sister "From her birth she don't know anything about worries.Now i can't see her suffering like this"After my Mother's demise , my sister told about this. I cried for the whole day and even now i cry thinking about her love.
Very Nice Periamma. Beautiful Tribute to a mother. I try to recollect her touch, her voice, her softness but all I can remember is her unique smile.