Mothers are taken for granted
Having lived all my life at home, my first experience of staying away from home was when I was posted in Bangalore on my first job in 2003. There was the thrill of working for one of the best IT companies in India, but there was the disappointment of having to leave home.
Once I moved into my own accomodation, I got the first taste of what it means to live all by yourself. All of a sudden, a glass of coffee in the morning became a luxury. There was no time for breakfast in the mad rush to reach office on time. Until then, I had taken all these things for granted. When I brushed my teeth in the morning, my mother would have the coffee ready. When I finished my bath, breakfast would be at the table. When I came home at night, I only had to drop my clothes off in the laundry basket, knowing that they would be washed and ironed the next day. All of a sudden, all these things were snatched away from me.
One does take time to get into a new routine and I slowly adjusted to the reality of having to manage everything myself. Buying vegetables, ironing clothes, sweeping and cleaning the house and cooking became part of my daily routine. It was only then that I realised what a supreme effort it takes to manage a household efficiently. It was only then that I realised how hard my mother worked to make sure that things run like clockwork and we all get to office/college on time. All these years, we had all taken her for granted. Our impression was that being at home was so easy with nothing much to do. All along, mummy works tirelessly, uncomplainingly, without even expecting anything in return. It was when this realisation dawned that I realised how ungrateful I had been to my mother and how unappreciative I had been of her efforts.
They say it's better late than never. I have learned my lesson. I now make it a point to help mom with things at home. I know that for all her hard work through the week, she deserves at least a day off. So I try and make sure she gets an off day every week. I know that I will never be able to do enough for what my mother has done for me all these years. This is just a humble appreciation of what she means to me.
Hats off to you mom!!!! No one like you in this world!!!
Once I moved into my own accomodation, I got the first taste of what it means to live all by yourself. All of a sudden, a glass of coffee in the morning became a luxury. There was no time for breakfast in the mad rush to reach office on time. Until then, I had taken all these things for granted. When I brushed my teeth in the morning, my mother would have the coffee ready. When I finished my bath, breakfast would be at the table. When I came home at night, I only had to drop my clothes off in the laundry basket, knowing that they would be washed and ironed the next day. All of a sudden, all these things were snatched away from me.
One does take time to get into a new routine and I slowly adjusted to the reality of having to manage everything myself. Buying vegetables, ironing clothes, sweeping and cleaning the house and cooking became part of my daily routine. It was only then that I realised what a supreme effort it takes to manage a household efficiently. It was only then that I realised how hard my mother worked to make sure that things run like clockwork and we all get to office/college on time. All these years, we had all taken her for granted. Our impression was that being at home was so easy with nothing much to do. All along, mummy works tirelessly, uncomplainingly, without even expecting anything in return. It was when this realisation dawned that I realised how ungrateful I had been to my mother and how unappreciative I had been of her efforts.
They say it's better late than never. I have learned my lesson. I now make it a point to help mom with things at home. I know that for all her hard work through the week, she deserves at least a day off. So I try and make sure she gets an off day every week. I know that I will never be able to do enough for what my mother has done for me all these years. This is just a humble appreciation of what she means to me.
Hats off to you mom!!!! No one like you in this world!!!
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This blog is a masterpiece.. I can't help but agree whole heartedly on this... Mom's are the best thing God created in the world...
Aarti