It’s over, yes, it’s finally over
The month of May and Mother’s Day
They celebrated, they gifted…
They bought flowers….
and even feasted to mark the day
Mother was happy , or so they thought…
For they had expressed their love to her
But within her mind thoughts were caught
Should she be happy and content?
She smiled and had a lunch prepared by them
Though she wanted a much needed break
It wasn’t about food, It wasn’t about gifts….
It was all about the time that they spent…
Or, rather the time they didn’t spend…
With her, focussing on her needs
or simply being with her
They obligated by giving that one meal treat
And, she pondered…
If that was a payment for all the meals
that she had prepared for them all her life
No, definitely not….
This was their gesture of love
she wasn’t satisfied at that.
She wanted them to understand her feelings
She needed some acknowledgement of her presence
She needed an identity….
She wanted a life that could be called life
She tried thinking of the time they last sat to chat with her
It was days? weeks?months?
Did they go out for a movie together?
Indeed, the Mother’s Day was a reminder
of her existence and it’s over, yes, it’s over..
but she was there in their lives….
the rest of the 364 days as well.
She wanted to tell them once again..
that more than that meal ….
She needed her DVD player to be connected,
She wanted to remind them yet again…
about her printer that needed fixing.
They had forgotten the promises they made
to teach her the things she wanted to learn..
in these days of digital technology.
She craved to play cards with someone
yet she had made no friends for that..
she hadn’t joined any club ……
as she gave her kids preference and time
But, now as they were all grown…
They forgot all her sacrifices and took pride
In giving her a portion of their day …
On the so called Mother’s Day.
And it’s over, it’s already over..
The day went past and left her untouched…
by their knowledge of her loneliness
which the knitting needles and embroidery cloth