{T} is for Thankful for your tender love

Ma, this one’s dedicated to you, and your tender love, that I will always be thankful for. You’ve been gone exactly two months, seventeen days. We are ready to wrap up April 2018. Time and tide like they say, wait for none. And as I wistfully look back on our years together, all I want to tell you is how thankful I am for your tender love.

On a joyous day when the birds are chirping and the sun is shining mighty bright, above the candy floss clouds, I remember your beatific smile, the touch of your soft, flaccid arms, that I would cling on to, the feel of your smooth facial skin, that glowed radiantly despite the blows from the cursed cancer. You fought valiantly for four and a half years. It wasn’t a surprise; after all you were always our Warrior Queen. I miss your reassuring words on a gloomy day. Those would brace me up to handle all the worries the world would dump upon my shoulders. Now I have no mother to turn to. My world is a void without your love. But Ma, if you are reading this, I want you to know I am thankful for your tender love, so very thankful.

The day you crossed over we brought you home to your “Sangini”, the abode that you lovingly named. It was the longest night, as Alok, Abhinav, Dada (my brother) and I sat by your side. You looked serene, peaceful, finally at ease from the pain and illness that had gnawed into your being over the years. Next morning when I looked for those blue flip-flops of mine, that you had loved, I could not trace them. I was wearing them the previous night when you left us. We took you away from your home, for your last rites that morning. I stayed on for a few days afterwards, re-living our days together with Babi (father) and Arusha (my nineteen year-old), but I could not find those blue slippers. They were so comfortable, that I had not wanted to part with them, when you had asked for them.Though I got you a similar pair, but it’s sole wasn’t as soft as the blue ones. Even Babi couldn’t trace those slippers for days, after I left.

Recently when Babi came visiting Lo! behold! he informed, he had found the blue slippers. Were you playing hide and seek with me, Ma? Did you carry them away with you for a while, only to have them sent back. It was mystical. You always liked my slippers, especially the flip-flops and it’s not funny how many times I passed on mine to you or bought you similar ones. Ma, I’m thankful for this tender, loving deed of yours. I am thankful you sent those slippers back to me. They will always carry a whiff of you. They will remind me of how intrinsic you will always be to me.

Ma, I’m thankful to you for bringing me into this world. We will meet someday again, on the other side of the rainbow. I will envelope you in a big, warm hug and smell your sweet skin and will stay there for as long as I possibly can. We will delve back to those years together and in all probability will create a whole new one again. Ma, O Ma-go, I’m thankful to your for your tender love. And I always will be.

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My theme for this year’s Blogging from A-Z Challenge is April Anecdotes. These are twenty-six compelling tales of some real people, and some not so real people. These tales will be surreal, peppered with a dose of non-fiction, but some might just be a figment of my over active imagination. You can read my theme here.

You can read my previous posts from #AtoZChallenge2018 here:

A is for Anachronism or Misplaced in Time?

B is for Burden or Unburden?

C is for Control

D is for Destiny’s Child

E is for Enchantment

F is for Far from the Maddening Crowd 

G is for Goblins, Gnomes and Gypsy Spirits

H is for Heart, Mind and Soul

K is for Kiss

L is for Love Conquers All

M is for Mystic’s Magic

N is for Never Say Never

O is for One With Nature

P is for Painted Not Tainted

Q is for Queer and Quirky

R is Reminiscing the Yesteryears

S is for Signs