Life is beautiful and beauty lies in the eyes of the beholder. We go through many moments in life and at times, we need to go back to them to realise how beautiful the moments were..
When we live with our family, we are always protected under a shield and when away from home, we try and create our own shield. For instance, I make sure I carry a pepper spray when I travel alone. Staying away from family has made me go back to many beautiful moments I spent with them. I miss each one of them and my mother in particular.
I now teach in a school and being with kids, having so many of them around, makes me go back to every phase, every class I passed. Each year had its significance, I remember fifth grade for using ink pen for the first time, six grade as being selected as a class monitor, seventh grade for the scary State Board Exams and so many grades for so many things!
The support that comes along from family during this phase is something that lives in you. There is this one incident which I remember vividly. Once I had a Unit test at school and I forgot carrying my pencil box, for me it wasn't much of a hassle as I was prepared to borrow a pen from my friend. It was after the morning assembly when the Aaiamma (house-maid) got my pencil box to class with my name tag. I immediately recognised my mother's handwriting on the tag. I was happy but wasn't sensible to react the right way.
When I reached home, all I had to say my mom was- 'Mumma, why did you come all the way to give the box? I would have borrowed it from my friend!'. My mother didn't know how to react to my ungratefulness. She didn't say a word. Now, when I look back I feel how can I be so rude and mean to the woman who has done so much. A while ago I called her and thanked her for getting the pencil box for me. It took a while for her to recollect the whole episode, she was surprised and thanked me in return. I am sure it did make a difference.
I cherish the care and comfort my home has given me, the shadow under which I have grown. When I look back I feel it was a beautiful season of life and many beautiful seasons might come. Tomorrow when I will be paying a surprise visit, it will be another season - a short one.
In these years I have realised the importance of every season I spent with my family and if you haven't realised their value yet, I think it's time you should.
*Thanks for reading.
Wish you a wonderful Season ahead..!*
~$/\M~
