Love Comes Softly


By: Priyarupa Sinha (L&T MHPS, Faridabad)

My thoughts, as I begin to write, are all randomly arranged. The letters for the first time are reluctant to form words; emotions for no reason are refusing to settle down.

I may sound awfully crafty, but I insist you to reserve your judgement and read ahead.

I would like to introduce you to my benefactress and my guardian angel, my mother. I find it incredibly hard to describe our relationship, but today; I would like to give it a try. I don’t want to start something based on lie or deceit and so, I really need you to know that a mother-daughter relationship is not always a bed of roses; it has its share of embedded rocks too. It is characterized by years of contradictions –fierce and protective love, hurtful acting out by both parties and disapproval.  I have vivid memories of countless splendid afternoons I spent with my mother, how strongly I admired her for everything she did.

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As I entered my early teenage life, our relationship took a different turn. Confusions and misunderstandings started creeping in. By the end of my teenage years we developed contrasting ideas and ended up with senseless arguments on every issue.

Today, I am in my early twenties and mature enough to respect a relationship. I understand the infinite tenderness and love she bestowed on me in all these years. As the scenes from the past started to roll on me in panoramic succession, I feel ashamed of my past behaviour. Today, when I hardly have time for myself, I pine for her affection, an hour of private conversation. Today, when I am ready to acknowledge my mistake, I realize that she has long forgotten and forgiven me for my past deeds.

Our relationship may not qualify as a perfect one, but in all these years, I have learnt from my mother how to stand up for myself, to take care of my own needs and be reasonable in my expectations. I owe her a lot and now that she is elderly and our roles have reversed, it is now my turn to shower her with unconditional love and care that she deserves.

 

One thought on “Love Comes Softly

  1. “I owe her a lot and now that she is elderly and our roles have reversed, it is now my turn to shower her with unconditional love and care that she deserves.”

    The line that takes the cake.

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