This post is about how my day went yesterday and the highlights of a day spent beautifully, in not a knowing way. Yeah, that’s the best part. The day just took its own sweet course and by the 11pm, I realised what a meaningful and lovely day it finally turned out to be.
The day started with my maid coming pretty late. We were supposed to leave home at 10:30 and my maid turned up at…yes, you are right…10:30. I was a disaster. The last thing I wanted when I got up was leaving a mismanaged and messy home before going for shopping and lunch. Thankfully, my other guardian maid (Yes, like guardian angels, there are guardian maids too in my life.) turned up at the same time. She happily offered to take care of the home, finish the work and lock my home, while I could spend some money and gorge on some yummm food.
After shopping which BTW went pretty well, I got whatever I had in mind and Amma happily paid for that. Now see that is one of the advantages when you have your Momma stay with you. She surprises you by saying, “Leave it, I will pay for that.” at the cash counter.
The lunch was at Fisherman’s Wharf. This is one of our favourite restaurants. It is the one the best places in Bangalore where kids can have fun by themselves while we can chat and eat away to glory. And the food is a definitely a super hit. Till this point of time, I honestly had not thought that it was Mother’s Day and it was supposed to be special. Did I miss telling you that the other day, M and I were discussing what a marketing gimmick is to have special days and make people spend more and more.
The moment we settled ourselves, the restaurant guys came and told us that there are tattoos, face painting, drawing competition and free buffet for kids, and apart from all this, kids could make mocktails for their mothers. When I asked them the reason for the specialties they gave me ‘the’ look and said, “It is for Mother’s day, Madam.” I was like, “Oh ya, sure it is.”
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Sonny is always super excited to do anything with cooking, and he grabbed the opportunity to rush to the counter to make the mocktail for him…oops for me. Needless to say, the tail a.k.a N also followed her big bro.
The kids received shell necklaces which they happily wore around their necks while they ate and played thereafter.
The food was delicious and we laughed crazily seeing how much we ate!
We came back home and we all did what we strictly follow as a ritual in our home. A nap to digest all the food we ate.
But this time, while M snored in flat five minutes, I was left wondering do I really need a day to show or project my love and meaning to my own mother?
The last one and a half years, if there was one person who had been constantly in my mind, was my mother. Our constant endevours to make her feel protected, safe and never ever alone, after my dad passed away, has been relentless and continuous.
Today, all that has been fruitful. She now stays with us. The kids are beyond happy. I am relieved as they off my back and my neck…and my hands…my legs….everything. She is teaching my son to read and write Malayalam, a task I have allotted to her. After 9 years, I finally don’t have to cook and eat the same food. She has very clearly told me that she needs exercise and daily chore assignments, which roughly translates to the fact that she could be cooking evening curries for rotis. And I also get to eat hot, crispy dosas made by Amma. HOWZZAT!!! I get to have longer evening walks coz I know the kids will not be alone at home with the maid. I get to massage her neck and head, and M gets her to massage his head. I still get my head massages ‘outsourced’. I am wondering why…Hmmm. The pros are many.
Ofcourse, there are hiccups at times. As much as staying with us is new to her, it is new to me too. M keeps putting sane thoughts into my head when I mess up. Thank you M for being the husband you are.
Mother’s day, Daughter’s day, Father’s day….I have lost count. What is important is just one thing, amidst all this sham. RELATIONSHIPS. Life is all about relationships. Nurture them the right way, and you will reap the yummm fruits all life long. Keep weeding them regularly. And you will get the right people around you in a way you want and will work out the best for you.