Saturday Punch: She Still Waits For Me…

There can be nothing as special as sharing the day’s happenings with your mom when you are a child. And for me too, it was something I yearned for when coming back from the school.

Today I remember those childhood days, when as a pampered child, I would come back home and my mom would help me change my clothes. She would make me wash my face, get me hot lunch having my favourite dishes on the platter, ensuring there were less vegetables as I hated them.

The best part was to share everything innocently with her – all that happening with me in the school. It was anything and everything, even if the teacher rebuked me for some reason, or even if I had been punished for not doing the work. The talks seemed endless, with me at times sharing how the teacher looked that day, or anything about my classmates. She would then put me to sleep with a gentle kiss

Those days will never return, and I miss them so much. I miss them because neither will those days come back and nor will that innocence in me. Over the time, things have changed. As a grown up young man, I feel alienated from myself, my past and my mother.

It’s not that I don’t want to share everything, but with age you are mature enough to hold back many things. The reason – you feel many things are too small to be shared, and at times you feel many things are too big to be shared!

That’s the sad part of our lives, when time builds invisible walls in our closest relations. She still sits with me to hear me out when I am back from office for the little ten to fifteen minutes I get with her in the entire day.

When I sit back and recall my past, I see myself changing, getting busier day by day, aiming for the best in life, and hoping to better myself in this day rut of my professional life. My life has changed but not hers and she still waits for me the way she did when I was a child, for the little time I have for her, for the lesser number of things I have to share and for the only time when she gets to see me.

I so much wish I could bring back the time. I so much wish I could bring back the innocent me!