It was a very warm feeling, when after six years I again entered the room of my elder mama. We used to call her tai ami. Six years back, she died and that was the last time I visited my home in the village. Two days back when I sat down on the charpai (a kind of bed), I felt so much relaxed and at home. Yes there is a strange attachment with that place. It is in my blood. I can not describe it in words but it is there. Some people say that we must move on and forget the past, but I do not agree with the second part of the statement. Sometimes our past contain such love and warmth that keeps you alive in difficult situations. I don't know, why it took me six years to revisit my country home. Maybe it was the death of my elder mama but now I know that yes she is not alive and i won't see her again, but the warmth with which she used to welcome us home will remain there forever. This is blue bird signing out with the message that the person who is all loveliness may leave you one day, but the love and care of that person will remain alive in your heart and with you forever!!!:-)
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