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                 A couple of days back, I happened to read a wonderful  post by a blogger from November 2014 NaBloPoMo .  She had written a letter to her departed mother, about how she still remembers their  weekly phone calls  and how they would pour their heart out to each other, and how she missed it all, now that her mother was no more with her. Reading that post, I thought about the relationship a daughter shares with her mother. I thought about how I, too, make daily calls to my mother, and talk just about anything. How, without that one phone call, my day feels incomplete. How, I am so lucky to have my mother with me.

              Some time back, two of my dear friends lost their mothers. When I heard the news, my heart went out to them. What a severe blow life had dealt them! Losing a mother is like losing a part of our beings! How could God be so mean by taking away someone who is such an important part of one's life? 

           My mother is my best friend. She understands me so well,  she can actually sense it when I am feeling low. I simply have to say, "Hello, mother..." and she knows something is wrong. And, once she knows I am down and out, she doesn't disconnect till the time I have told her everything that has been bothering me and then given me a pep talk. 

         I made a sketch of a yesteryear film actress today, who happens to be mother's favourite. I was, initially, very nervous about going ahead with it, as I did not want to go wrong. I simply had to call up mother, seek her blessings and her encouraging words, to motivate me into going right ahead and make the sketch. It turned out pretty fine, thanks to her belief in me!

         Life can be very tough at times, but, the knowledge that my mother is here with me, gives me immense strength to deal with those dark times. Just listening to her voice makes me feel that the world is such a wonderful place!  I know how life can also be uncertain, but, I don't want to think about that uncertain future. I just want to live in the here and now, spend time with my darling mother, chatting to our heart's content, till we both fall asleep. 
NaBloPoMo November 2014

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               ___H.W.Longfellow.



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