Her eyes twinkled as she picked up the call. Where have you been beta? Why did you not revert to my calls? Itna busy ho gya hai ki Maa ki yaad bhi nahi aati? Ek saal ho gya hai, ab to ghar aaja!! and Meera started sobbing over the call. Maa, I am so sorry for not picking up your calls or calling back. No, I’ve not forgotten you, how can I? How can I not miss you Maa? I miss you, I miss you so much, every day, every minute, every moment. I miss you every morning when I have to eat the leftovers as breakfast. I am sorry for all those times when I left the food just because it was cold. I miss you every night, when I come to this place I live in to find no one waiting for me angrily for coming so late, for leaving the room untidy, for forgetting to bring veggies. I miss you walking over to me in midnight, and asking me sleep saying Kitna kaam karega? Soo bhi ja. How can I be so negligent to not call you? I do not call often because every time I call and hear your sad voice, it makes me restless, it makes me want to see you right then. The more I call, the more I miss you, the more I want to fly home and hug you and sleep on your lap and have the divine home-made food. I no longer long for lavish restaurants where all they serve is professionally cooked cuisines. I crave for the food you make with love, I want you to feed me with your hands. I do not call so often because I know youll sense the frustration and pressure of work in my voice. I do not call often because it makes me realize how wrong Ive been to think that money would bring happiness in our lives, that it is not bad to go far places to earn, that working day and night and partying all the weekend was cool. It makes me realize that Ive ignored you all this time while running for material things. It makes me realize that Maa, how it is just your love so selfless in this selfish world, it makes me realize why you wanted me to stay with you, it makes me realize how cruel the world is. It makes me realize how wrong I was and how right you were. It makes me so helpless because now even after realizing all this I am not able to see you. Ive to wait for the companys approval just to meet you. Just by joining this job Maa, I’ve been taken away from you. Maa, there is no one here who asks me to drive slow, to carry umbrella because it might rain, who would be worried when I return late. There is no one I can call mine. Maa, I do not like it here. I love you so much...... and I miss you so so much Maa... !!! Hello, beta!! Hello ?? Are you there??? Meera was getting anxious. And the voice over the call burst the thought bubble, and brought him back to senses. He held back his tears and replied in an artificial formal tone. “Hello. Maa. How are you?? I’ll call you in a while. I am busy in a meeting.”
Posted on: Sun, 30 Mar 2014 18:26:05 +0000
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