Yes, this would have been Mom’s 63rd birthday if she were here with us. Mom was very fond of eating out. On birthdays, anniversaries, or at times when w e didn’t have any reason to celebrate, we all would pack ourselves into Papa’s Maruti 800 and head to a restaurant for a nice meal, which of course was followed by ice cream at Milkfood Sec.17, at Aroma’s after Milfood closed down, or towards the end, at the roundabout of Sectors 9, 10,16, & 17 .
For as long as I can remember, this is precisely h0ow we celebrated most occasions.These small celebrations were so gratifying that we never thought of other ways to celebrate. You may find this boring, but to us this meant the world.
Now, that Papa and Anu are in Chandigarh, Tina and I in Hyderabad, and our dear sister Radha all alone in Canada, we couldn’t repeat our ritual together. So while Papa and Anu headed to one of Mom’s favorite eateries, the Coffee House in Chandigarh’;s Sector 17, Tina and I went out for ice cream, something mom was crazy about and could have it at anytime of the day. Haven’t had a chance to talk to Radha so really don’t know what she did. But I guess she too would have done something that would make Mom smile.
Happy Birthday Mom, we all miss you.
Telling the truth is always the best Sai.
This is one of your best articles till date, this moved me!
… it is just moments like these… that we still have a reason to SMILE !!!!!
Manu, time and again, after my visit to your house, i have remembered your mother’s framed picture. We have been together in Satyam since 10 months, and I recollect all the instance when you had smile on with rememberance of your mother in your heart.
I know you love your mother very much as I do….i cannot continue further, will go and talk to my mom…
Ya I celebrated in my own way…….put in a very hard day at work as she always used to.Remembered and missed all the good times that we all had with her.And treated myself to a huge bowl of chocolate ice cream.I was just not myself…..felt kind of lost.
Nothing can replace mom…..mom is mom. By the way is it your photo?
It made me look back once the series of happy moments that I spent with my mom. First regret in my life is that I could not, somehow, speak to my mom on the last day when she was in a position to talk…….I never knew that I wouldn’t get a chance to talk to her for ever after that….
My earnest request to all who are fortune to speak, meet spend time with mother….do it now and continue doing so…..you will not regret like me….