Dear mom

We all love our mothers, this is my letter to her.

Dear mom,

Mom has been a bit scary lately. She gets annoyed with every little thing I do, even if I'm just sitting in one corner and breathing casually (perhaps I had to do something productive but I am just lazing around, perhaps). She has gotten a little angrier. I blame it all on ageing. You know how everyone says people start getting impatient as they age so yeah, maybe that's the reason. There was a time when our ideas matched and we used to vibe together but lately conflicts have increased. She dislikes my clothing choices, my food choices, my hairstyles, the way I sit, stand, walk, talk and everything.

But when I think about all this twice, I realise she is still the same. Her favourite colour is still white, her favourite food is still pizza, she still hates people who are not punctual and still I'm her favourite child. It's me who's favourite dress color has changed from pink to blue, black, grey. It's me who likes Continental cuisine more than Chinese now. She still scolds in the same way those dialogues haven't changed yet and she still loves in the same manner. It's me who has entered a different phase of life. I keep saying to her that you are not like that how you used to be five years ago but I don't realise that it's me who is fifteen now. My lifestyle has changed, not hers. I'm the one who becomes a wild cat every time there is a little inconvenience. She just as always tries her best to calm me down. I'm having severe mood swings and anger issues. She's just trying to incorporate my behaviour somehow.

As life is getting more real each day, real than it was ever before and as I'm progressing towards meeting more backstabbing people who hate me for whatever I do and don't really care about who I really am, she is just trying to make things easy for me. She is just fastening my laces so that I can have a great head start.

She sometimes tells me that children hate their parents around this time but realise that they were always right after growing up. I know you ain't wrong mom, but when I know that my life is changing drastically every other day, you are the one constant person in my life who thinks good for me, who wishes me the best and prays for my well being. While every other person just wants the opposite, then you are the only one with whom I'm most comfortable. Who knows every secret, all my wishes and all my desires. You are the one person who I always want to be patient and understanding. Though you are all that but when something happens and I see that it is you I have disappointed, I feel the most sad, angry or anxious. Because there is no other person who I can trust, I only see you as my sole guide, companion and friend.

Happy Mother's Day dear mumma.

Yours lovingly

Rumish