“MOTHER IS SERIOUS…!!!!!”

“Chali re… Chalire…. Zunoooo keliye…”

Was hearing to my ears…. It took no time for me to recognize..  was my cell phone….But who could call me so early….. I had slept late night.. so it took me minutes to pick up the call. Screen was displaying the name.. I dint bother to see it..swiped the green to  receive the call…

“ Dude… Mom is Serious!!!!!! Doctors have given up… I..Dn…….”

The neurons and nerves inside me took seconds to react for this… I was stunned.. dint even bother to listen who the other person was.. Nothing worked inside my skull, for fractions I was dumb…

Oh God.. How can you be so cruel, How you can make my mom so serious…was next point blinked in my mind….

The stale used pant of last day’s late night party was hanging over the hanger, Grabbed it, wore it. Took out the T shirt from the heap of used dresses.. …..of course I am a Hostellite!!!…and rushed towards the central bus stand carryin no Ideas in mind about how to go…..

Only My mom… My mom’s beautiful face was gleaming to my eyes. Mechanically I had climbed a bus.. With all and one intention to rush to my home town!!!!! I managed to get a seat, the co-passenger was a lady with a Baby!!!!

My mind started thinking the flash back.. when did I call her last time?… Oh no..!!! A week ago… Crap I was.. Didn’t even bother about her for Last one week.. am I not a fool who considers enjoyment over affection!! My father had warned me last time..” Look my boy, I don’t worry if you call me or not regularly.. I know you have less time for us.. But never fail to call your mom… she cries in vain each day if you don’t …” Yes my mom is sensitive, she cares for me too much, what to do my age never recognizes it.. but now I am repenting!!!!

“God.. I will never repeat such carelessness… Please do survive my Mom… I promise you”.. I prayed what else I can do?.. By this time bus had already started and was moving on a medium phase….

The baby in the other seat was still asleep, but the lady half asleep, caring now and then to see if baby is comfortable… this took me back … Yes My mom’s so caring…

Many a times she used to say… “ Boy I am getting tensed, when its exam time for you… I have the faith that you will make it… but still, I don’t get sleep….” I was  Ignorant for her claim, bothered about what she said nor did I look in to what she did late nights…once when I got up after reading late night to have a cup of coffee… Mom was sitting in the Hall, half asleep… getting up now and then, I asked what happened, she replied, “ nothing dear, was waiting here to see if you are asleep, I could wake you up so that you can complete your studies!!!!” when entire world was enjoying their sleep, my mom was caring for her baby….

Now she Looked like an Angle to me…. God I want to care her throughout my life.. Please don’t take her away….

Jerk!!! In the bus brought be to the present.. looked at the other seat, the lady was showing outer world to the baby, through the window pane, Baby looking once at lady.. once outside with enthusiasm… Dint my mom show me this world, dint she teach me all new things, dint she understand my dumb language and reacted without any mistakes….. She did She did…. Patience in her deserves Hats off…

“My boy…. Please teach me how to operate this new cell phone… your dad has a complaint that I am unable to answer properly to his calls on cell phone… No one else calls me anyway, atleast teach me how to make calls, and to receive calls in this”… She had asked with all interests one day, when my dad gifted her a cell phone.. well I taught her in ignorant manner… twice, anyhow she couldnot catchup… Then I was impertinent, started scolding, “ Mom, these gadgets are not for people like you.. Fools cannot try to become wise any ways.. please don’t waste my time…” What to do?! I had said the same, She was a fool who could recognize when I was sad, She was a fool who recognized when I was depressed, She was a fool who knows who I Am?!.... Am I not a sinner

I remember her tears were at the edge of her eyes, never did she show me her pains, She went inside the room hopefully she cried to the depth.. but she dint scold me.. or even she didn’t remind it next day…. God I am sinner, give my life portion to my mom!!!!

A single phone call of my mom’s status had put me fully in vain, don know what would happen if I see her in this condition…..What if my mom had not bothered for my Pains… what if she had not saved in many of my critical conditions, what if she had not fed me when I was hungry… What was it if She had denied giving birth to me with only reason… she can’t bear my weight for nine months or she can’t tolerate the pain on letting me out of her world... to see this world?!?!?!....

I would not have seen this beautiful world… heart said single thing….World is nothing without mom… Mom is world…!!!

 Mother has no similes.. my memories flipped as if I was opening a book … this was Living Legend.. on death bead!!

The lady on the other seat was now feeding her baby…. The Elixir… god had filled in her… to feed the lucky baby!!!!! I was also Lucky enough to get the same….. at some times back

The very thought of Mother feeding milk made me fade myself into miser…. Oh god…. You are in the form of mother… well I don’t remember the scene when I came out of the womb.. I don’t even remember the tears in her eyes… at my first look my mom shredded… I don’t remember her satisfied face when she poured all her love and affection on my hunger… I don’t remember her tears that blossomed on every vain I suffered…..

But I am feeling it now…!!!

Things which I dint even bother to see… is creating emotions in my heart… this is called relationship… this is what Motherhood means!!! Am I not the worst person to ignore the god in front of me!!!

“GOD…. NEVER LET ME ALONE… PLEASE STAY WITH ME FOR EVER”….

My journey towards destiny was almost over with all these thoughts in mind… I got down the bus.. Without bothering my surroundings… took an auto.. Rushed for ma home… it was 4.00 evening…

My soul is not still ready to accept that my mom is under worst…. I came near the gate of my home.. 

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A lady opening the door of my home!!!! She is my Mom….!!!! Rubbed my eyes twice.. My mom is fine.. She had returned from school… she was a teacher though!!!....

Nothing did my brain… rushed at her… Hugged in satisfaction, pleasure…. All the feelings in my heart blushed out through my eyes… I cried… she did the same…. My heart beat explained her everything…She dint even ask me what had happened…. She was so eager to see me I guess…I am sure ….

All this had happened just through a phone call... Now I remembered it and took out my cell to know what the matter actually was…!?.. “Bhuvan” name flashed on call logs… one of my friends... I called back to know what the matter was…

“Hello” said the other side… voice was of a lady.. “Sorry sir, Bhuvan is busy with funeral ceremony of his mother… She died an hour ago!!!!!!”…

God!!! Miscommunication made me realize something more than important… now my friend had lost the utmost pearl… I rushed to console him…