Saturday, September 6, 2014

Mothers: Entry 2

Last time I got a raise, I shared with Ma and she was delighted. It took me a moment to realise that she was not happy over my salary hike. She was happy because I was happy. I am her natural extension - just like her legs or her eyes. The chord was cut at birth and allowed me to move away but for a mother it is impossible to think of her child as a separate entity. She lives multiple lives in one lifetime in this way. Its a curse and bliss at the same time.