I wake up post noon today, thanks to the reading I did all night. As I clumsily walk into the kitchen I see mom sitting at the table and trying to fix the handle of a broken cup. Then followed the below session.
Me : "What you trying to do, Ma? Not getting late for work?"
Mom : "Yeah I'll leave in sometime. Well, I just broke the handle of this cup while washing it. So I'm trying to fix it."
Me : "Oh God, just let it be na Ma. I'll get a new cup while I come back from shopping in the evening. Now, you go get ready for work."
Mom : "No. Not needed."
As usual I got agitated and made a face. She frowned too.
Mom : "You think I'm trying to save money here?"
Me : "Duh, what else are you trying to do Ma?"
Mom : "Yeah, that too. But I believe its easier to fix broken things than get something new to replace it."
I just stood looking at her. I felt like I was reading a page from some non detailed text in school.
Me : "Why you telling me all this first thing in the morning?"
Mom : "First of all, its not morning."
I sulk and position to leave.
Mom : "Second of all, I want you to understand what I said."
Me : "Understand what Ma?"
She smiles and leaves, while I sit there staring into thin space. How did my mom become so understanding. I hide every single emotion of mine the minute I get home. But she gets it all. Moms seriously are something more.
I could only say this under my breath, "I'm trying Ma, I'm trying."