"I hope in that world her father is still alive" made me weep. My mother lost her father when she was just a teenager, but being eldest she had to step out and quit going to college and work overtime to support the family. And now when I ask her if she misses him, she just says...not really....probably becoz she never got a moment to take it all in, Life gave her duties and she went on doing things she was needed to.....and I feel bad that doesn't even get to express or even feel a bit of grief for losing her father, it almost feels like she never had one. She loved him tho......it's a bit long but this made me feel everything I've been meaning to. Thank You for writing this ♡
pawani, your mother is a strong woman and reading how much this piece resonated with you made me tear a little. thank you so much for taking out precious time out of your day to read this piece. i am grateful for you reading. thank you so much
As someone who has a complicated relationship with my mother, this is so real. A lot of times I find myself resenting her for petty things. I hate her for being angry all the time and yelling at me like I'm not her daughter but some creature that haunts her. And I forget the times she let go of her own wants to fulfil mine. How her cart is full of cartoon Tshirts that she wants but she still swipes her card for whatever clothes I want. How she covers for me infront of my dad and even defends me. I sometimes forget how unfair this life is for her. A woman who's confident and fearless, who's never put her head down infront of anyone but Allah. I forget how hard it must be to look down so much, to go against every moral and personal belief you have just for the sake of your children. This made me remember. This reminded me. Of how much my mother does for me, for everyone. Thank you for the reminder, this is beautiful. And you're right, in another universe, my mom will live in a shared apartment with her best friend. They'll both be unmarried and be rhe best aunts to their sister/brothers kids. I will not be there, but I will love her.
"and when i try to express my gratitude, she often brushes it off, convinced i have an ulterior motive...i wish i knew how to help, how to make things better for her." A part that resonates with me so deeply. I wish I could go back in time and reclaim the moments where I was young and lashed out at her, and handled our disagreements differently with the realization and profound appreciation I have for her now. My mom and I have a complicated relationship, but as I've gotten older I've started to empathize with her more and more. Such a beautiful read, thank you for sharing!
This really reminded me of The time when I read Priory of the Orange Tree. I used to think that Serving the family was an obligation (For both genders) After reading the novel, I realise how women actually feel .
"I hope in that world her father is still alive" made me weep. My mother lost her father when she was just a teenager, but being eldest she had to step out and quit going to college and work overtime to support the family. And now when I ask her if she misses him, she just says...not really....probably becoz she never got a moment to take it all in, Life gave her duties and she went on doing things she was needed to.....and I feel bad that doesn't even get to express or even feel a bit of grief for losing her father, it almost feels like she never had one. She loved him tho......it's a bit long but this made me feel everything I've been meaning to. Thank You for writing this ♡
pawani, your mother is a strong woman and reading how much this piece resonated with you made me tear a little. thank you so much for taking out precious time out of your day to read this piece. i am grateful for you reading. thank you so much
oh my god this is both beautiful and painful at the same time im sobbing in my sheets
thank you so much, i am honoured you felt seen in my writing.
Such a lovely piece Shyam :)
thank you so much insha
so beautifully written
thank you so much
one of ur best so far :)
thank you so much jeff
you write so beautifully
thank you so much <3
As someone who has a complicated relationship with my mother, this is so real. A lot of times I find myself resenting her for petty things. I hate her for being angry all the time and yelling at me like I'm not her daughter but some creature that haunts her. And I forget the times she let go of her own wants to fulfil mine. How her cart is full of cartoon Tshirts that she wants but she still swipes her card for whatever clothes I want. How she covers for me infront of my dad and even defends me. I sometimes forget how unfair this life is for her. A woman who's confident and fearless, who's never put her head down infront of anyone but Allah. I forget how hard it must be to look down so much, to go against every moral and personal belief you have just for the sake of your children. This made me remember. This reminded me. Of how much my mother does for me, for everyone. Thank you for the reminder, this is beautiful. And you're right, in another universe, my mom will live in a shared apartment with her best friend. They'll both be unmarried and be rhe best aunts to their sister/brothers kids. I will not be there, but I will love her.
Sometimes I just wince when my mother hugs me. The complicated relationship part is so true.
💙💙💙
"and when i try to express my gratitude, she often brushes it off, convinced i have an ulterior motive...i wish i knew how to help, how to make things better for her." A part that resonates with me so deeply. I wish I could go back in time and reclaim the moments where I was young and lashed out at her, and handled our disagreements differently with the realization and profound appreciation I have for her now. My mom and I have a complicated relationship, but as I've gotten older I've started to empathize with her more and more. Such a beautiful read, thank you for sharing!
This is really sweet. Really really sweet.
I had tears in my eyes while reading this. This is so beautifully written❤️
why do I have tears in my eyes? it was amazing!
I can relate to it so well ❤️.... We wish that our mothers fulfill all of their unfulfilled dreams.
Why does this feel like you are writing about my own mother?
Thank you for this, for writing poetry in the things I don't know how to say.
i'm😭terrible😭at😭letting😭her😭know😭that😭i😭see😭her
This really reminded me of The time when I read Priory of the Orange Tree. I used to think that Serving the family was an obligation (For both genders) After reading the novel, I realise how women actually feel .