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
yet…
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
couldn’t fulfill.
Sikiladi 
Ah to hear the voice of loneliness
Where solitude is so welcome
But loneliness?
Simply heart breaking!
Special Days
Very thought provoking. Are we becoming a nation of DAYS.
Mother’s Day, Fathers Day, Environment day?
The rest of the 375 days we forget it all?
In our mothers and fathers are there lonely moments we do not listen to? Do we give that helping hand for a loose plug and an app they cannot understand?
Thank you for the reminder and awareness,Monica.
It made me appreciate the attention that I do get, that as yet I am so self sufficient and able to ask.
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Thank You Shariffa Ji for your precious comment. You are not only self sufficient, you are ensuring self sufficiency of many others variously. The fact is, there are many others who crave for that attention and are not educated enough on the usage of current day digital gadgets and apps. They do need guidance.
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