It is difficult to write about one’s mother as its akin to writing about oneself. I should say if I look at myself much of what I cherish about myself are attributes that I share with her. Her liberal ideas, sense of goodness, empathy and compassion towards humans, inability to possess any grudges, sensibility with the arts. Most of the songs I cherish are those that she introduced to me.

She had a very challenging life, especially with child birth. Today I am the eldest son to my mother, but before me she lost two babies, one was a miscarriage and then another boy who died after few days of birth. I cannot imagine how much she would have suffered physically and emotionally during those days. After me there was a girl child she had, we named her Anitha, she died possibly due to some mistaken vaccination. It was not that child deaths were common those days, it was very rare, my mother was extremely unlucky. Eventually i had a sister after Anitha but this was an extremely challenging surgery. She used to joke often that, for the first decade of my marriage I was always pregnant. Having undergone so much, she also had to do all the works associated with a traditional Indian family with demanding in-laws. Most women who undergone so much, harden and loss their ability to see the pain in others. On the contrary my mother has an amplified sense of others pain. She can imagine and understand others pain as something of her own. She was a pillar of support to my wife when we were having our kids, she never had any support from her mother in law, yet my mom was a model in-law, her understanding and nuance in handling tricky situations is something awe inspiring. What I find truly remarkable in her is how she maintains a beautiful balance, she supports us totally yet she gives us ample freedom in our own life. This is something I see many parents lack either they wish to micromanage or they are disillusioned and show extreme apathy while handling their kids. Even in relationship this sense of balance is vital in managing good and health relationship. Even among relatives, like many women of her generation she had to compromise, maneuver through tight situations yet not letting go of relationship. She never made her difference impact our relationships, this was a quality something not many people possess. She allowed our relationships to be independent of her own disappointments say with my paternal grandparents.
As I look back how much an influence my mother had on me over the years. Lot of my tastes are similar to her. We are poor in selling ourselves, extremely reticent in nature, take time with friends etc. Even in artistic taste much of what I like comes from her. I was born in the late 80s, it was a period when people listened to music in a more focused way, especially lyrics was much more appreciated. My parents were avid fans of film music. My mother was a big fan of K.Balachander, his movies resonated with her innate sense of liberal thought she possesses. The songs she liked became favorites of mine too, Kamban emanthaan, Ilakkanam Marutho, Saathi Malli Poocharame, Solladi Bharatha Matha all songs with especially beautiful lyrics. She particularly liked the line ‘Padikkathaan Padala Nenachu Pathoma’ she used to sing that line to me when I was not behaving great. She was a big fan of SPB, his beautiful voice, his playfulness and humility were characteristics very dear to her. Over time they have become part of me too, it was something part of the environment I grew up. In a way I was lucky as the advent of television reduced our time in enjoying music as before from the middle of 90s.
She read popular Tamil fiction works, I share her stories of Jeyamohan even today, those I know she will like. My reading in Tamil started with magazines, especially Anantha Vikatan, we used to share and discuss articles and stories we like that used to be published in it. In a way she instilled in me a nascent interest in reading.
I am totally indebted to her in every way to have made our lives amazing. Thank you Ma.
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