I was always amused at the way my dad did everything for our family, his skills of managing finance was the most I admired. Like any corporate employee he was stressed at work, but that made no difference. He never made compromises when it came to checking our studies and giving us most important advises. He was visibly always by our side through thick and thin. It was more than twenty long years of pride and delight.
I still find managing finance and making decisions, too tough a task. I look up to everything he gave us in life. But now when I am twenty-four and married, everything has changed, not that I don’t admire him any longer just that I am now my mom’s fan. In the past, I had thought, my mom always lamented for non-existent matters. For instance, when she served everything on the dining table, she immediately want us there, otherwise, she won’t spare us! But now I know, when I prepare some dish with so much passion, I wish it was enjoyed and chumbled hot, I feel dispirited when I find my cooking left unattended even though it’s some minutes matter. That’s just one of thousands!
To choose a career we undergo some exceptional training, either internships or challenging tasks at our college itself, in short, we are taught in advance to face the circumstances. That makes me wonder, how well I got into the role of a wife, sans any theory or practical classes. It was all made easy by my mom. She never explained how it all was, she lived the way it has to be. I miss her the most. I became twenty-five this month; I miss the cake and payasam she used to prepare for me. She didn’t have a career to chase, just us. Maybe she had career dreams, which was abandoned at some point.
My mom had made so much of sacrifices which I never caught sight of, until today when I am myself in her position. When I spend my days at home waiting to hear the knock on the door, just like how my mom used to wait for me and my sister come back from school, I know how difficult it must have been for her to spend time with furniture and utensils. I felt, it was easiest for her, I believed she had so much time to relax after her work. I now understand, I wasn’t realizing how soul-destroying time can be, when one is alone.
I am glad she looked brave to me, though she must have been broken inside, some days. She made a demanding task look so undemanding, giving me all courage to take the responsibility of a wife. I am happy with what I have now in my life, because she was happy with what she had in her life. This is a life where happiness is about keeping YOUR PEOPLE happy. And that is the life of a WOMEN. I know no other finer creation of God.
Writer: Amal Farhan
Photographer: Priyanka
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