Memories

"Mother" isn't just a word . It has immense value and depth. No one in the whole world can love you like your mother for she is that one human who will stand by your side when the entire world seems to act aloof. My mother is my source of strength and she brings out the best in me. She guides me supports me,understands me and loves me unconditionally. I can pour my heart out to her and she is always ears to what  I have to say. At times I am amazed at the patience she shows when I am not ready to listen and somehow makes me feel at ease with myself.  The only person who doesn't judge you is your mother and that's from where you draw all that courage to face the world and it's intricacies.  The first teacher,the first friend,the first guide and the last resort in every crisis. That's a mother who is an incarnation of divine and takes you through the way while hiding the darkness and bringing forth the light.

You go back in time when You visit the place where you grew up. I recently visited my mom and dad and relived all those memories which I had made during my childhood not knowing that some day these would count and make me smile and cry both at the same time. There is something special about that house . Every corner, room and verandah has it's own story to tell. It was a sneak peak back in time where I  met my younger self doing insane things and staying happy for no reason and being myself. I could see the spark in my parent's eyes as they watched me laze around ,wander around and unwind. Late night conversations and early morning tea time with mom and dad was all that made me happy. Their words always had an impact on me and continue to do so till now and this trip was kind of a reminder that  life is a journey which needs to be traversed with hope and courage. I could see the moisture in my dad's eyes and concern in my mom's voice  towards the end of my trip. But at