My mother has never said to me even once in my conscious memory that she loves me. Never uttered those 3 all important words-"i love you." She is just too shy for that. Once while coming back from office, I bought a rose and took it to her and said "i love you!" and she just said 'pagal (you fool)!' I wonder if she thought any more of it. But I felt good about the foolish act of mine.
But I know that she does. In fact, I have never loved, love or will love someone as much as I love her.
You know, some genius said that 'love is a verb.' It must be a verb. Mummy just knows :-)
Whenever I stayed away from you
I missed having you around
I have always wanted to hear you once
no matter how occupied myself I found
I have no idea when I became a man
Whenever I say 'mummy,'
I am the same old kid
Growing up was never my plan
I know every time you ask me, 'What time would you be back?'
that you are concerned like its due
I may shout, I may scream the lack of independence
I know at the end of the day I want to see you
More than anything else
More than anyone else
I know you won't read this
Mummy, I love you
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