Mamma is a beautiful lady who is my uncles sister. who is a spinster, elderly, very sweet and feel like calling her grand ma. my uncle means my mothers sisters husband.
Being raised in Kerala, our relatives are very close.
My uncle is a father figure and more than that very good friend. very loving person.
Mamma used to stay with them from long term, so whenever I go there I meet Mamma and I do visit their home very frequently.
Mamma used to share an incident when I was child always. thats make revisit to my childhood. even if listen any number of time, I wont mind and I can ask for more.
When I was small, before my school days. my aunt was sick and hospitalised. my mother and Mamma was bystanders with her. obviously, I was with them. I was not friendly with Mamma then, I was sticking to my mother and she was not able to move anywhere. that day mother had to go to work but I was not allowing to go. I didnt want to sit in the hospital with Mamma and my aunt with mother.
They tried a lot to diviate my attention and let go mother to work. I was adamant and clever to break their idea.
Finally, Mamma tried involve on her work and told me that lets go to toilet and see if water there is hot or not. I went with her and checked. I felt the happiness of an examiner. When came back, mother was missing in the room. I got angry and not remember, What all did to Mamma. She tells that incident whole in a simple way, 'I still remember your big round eyes and teeth biting'.
Yes, child me hated her.
When I grow up, I have realised, how sweet she is. all visit, she ensure I eat something from there. Even now, after having a child and with grey hair, I must admit that. when I meet Mamma, I am that same boy but no more hated. only love to her.
These are the people in my life, they were not part of my life big way but without their presence, life wouldnt have the sweet memories and real happiness.
Today, Mamma is in the memory. Have a good life up there with my Amma and your loved ones.
Being raised in Kerala, our relatives are very close.
My uncle is a father figure and more than that very good friend. very loving person.
Mamma used to stay with them from long term, so whenever I go there I meet Mamma and I do visit their home very frequently.
Mamma used to share an incident when I was child always. thats make revisit to my childhood. even if listen any number of time, I wont mind and I can ask for more.
When I was small, before my school days. my aunt was sick and hospitalised. my mother and Mamma was bystanders with her. obviously, I was with them. I was not friendly with Mamma then, I was sticking to my mother and she was not able to move anywhere. that day mother had to go to work but I was not allowing to go. I didnt want to sit in the hospital with Mamma and my aunt with mother.
They tried a lot to diviate my attention and let go mother to work. I was adamant and clever to break their idea.
Finally, Mamma tried involve on her work and told me that lets go to toilet and see if water there is hot or not. I went with her and checked. I felt the happiness of an examiner. When came back, mother was missing in the room. I got angry and not remember, What all did to Mamma. She tells that incident whole in a simple way, 'I still remember your big round eyes and teeth biting'.
Yes, child me hated her.
When I grow up, I have realised, how sweet she is. all visit, she ensure I eat something from there. Even now, after having a child and with grey hair, I must admit that. when I meet Mamma, I am that same boy but no more hated. only love to her.
These are the people in my life, they were not part of my life big way but without their presence, life wouldnt have the sweet memories and real happiness.
Today, Mamma is in the memory. Have a good life up there with my Amma and your loved ones.
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