A mother And A Independent Mother…

According to me, what a mother is?

Catching the vomit of your daughter at 1.30 Am and cleaning the spilled vomit on the floor without hesitation and making your daughter bath…

checking her for irritation or fever.. giving her the right doze of medicine… making her comfortable to sleep Washing the mop stick and your tees sacrificing your sleep…

What according to me a independent mother is?

Thinking of what will happen on next day office due to lack of sleep…
Seeing her baby sleeping peacefully…
Takes a deep deep breath, makes a blog post, share it, dedicating it to all the mom’s out there and sleeps…

SUJA SAM.

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Haunted with his memories…

The person who is responsible for me to get a beautiful mother…

The person who was old from the day of my birth….

The person who showed me how it will be like to be with God…

The person who showed how a grand parents affection would be…

Yes he is my grandfather..

The way he welcomes me when I go to my village during my holidays…

Those super soft Idlies he used to bring me during his morning visits…

His XL bike…his eye glasses… His white shirt and dhoties…

Raw mangoes… Nanaari sarbath’s…. 5 rupee coins…. That he used to give me….

His pleasant house in between mango trees, jack fruit trees and jasmine plants…

That wall in which he has hanged my 1 year old photo and maintaining it perfectly as still that picture shines like a new one…

Miss him terribly…

Still remember his last moments…

He was panicked on leaving his 50 years old Son… He was afraid how his son will bear the pain of his demise… He was worried about his son’s future… Though his son was married and has two kids in high school , he his still a son to his father…

Quite speechless hearing his love for his son in a old trembling voice…

His last pain… His last words…

His funeral… Those paining cries…

My last moment of respect and responsibilities to him…

Still haunted with his memories till today…

His soul may have rested in peace but he is in my memories….

Love you aiyya….

Every day is not the same..

Every day won’t be a same day…

Dawn is different from dusk…

A tree will not bear fruit with a same taste…

A plant will not bear same identical flowers…

Likewise, days spent in love won’t be same…

The person you love would have been harsh to you..

He/she would have even slapped you on face…

He/she may get rude to you with/without any reasons…

But at the end of the day only thing we have to remember is the affection you have on that person and the love your partner has on you never fades…

When your heart accepts his/her hugs..

His/her kisses…

His/her smiles….

Then definitely teach your heart to accept his/her rude behavior… Un acceptable slaps.. un controllable anger…

Cause these roller coaster emotions are because of bad situations and maybe, bad behavior of yourself.. This doesn’t means his/her love and affection is fake towards you….

SAM, you have all the responsibility to slap me, flung your anger against me and show off your roller coaster emotions… Cause at the end of the story we both love each other…

I Love You…

-SUJA SAM.

Submerged in your love..

You always make me feel special Sam…

You gave me a priceless trip…

When the whole state is fighting for cauvery..

You made me to swim in the cauvery river for hours…

In love holding your hands in the middle of the river…

Our love will be living as long as cauvery flows… Fingers crossed..

Love you Sam…

Old is Gold…

I have so many beautiful new dresses sleeping in my closet…

The only dress I prefer is your old tees…

No other dress could give me so much comfort and fit…

It makes me look charming…

Thank you SAM for those tees…

SUJA SAM.

You are my salvation…

Depression may give you hundreds of reasons to end your life…

But, when you have a better half,

who travels miles…

Climbs mountains….

crosses hundreds of steep steps..

Helping you to stand high on the mountain top, hold your hands and present you an epic view of a big city, glorified with millions of lights from houses all around the world along with the twinkling stars and frightening flashes on the sky…Pamper you to breathe the fresh air…

And prove you that the world is very beautiful to live in… Not only depression even death will be afraid to shake you….

SAM, you are my strength and salvation… You traveled miles.. made me to stand in the middle of uchi pillayar temple and stunned me with fresh air chilling my nerves along with the view of whole city…

You are the reason for me to live..

Love you SAM….

-SUJA SAM.

Humanitarianism still exists…

We are living in a world where people are so mean and selfish..

People don’t Care for one another.. they don’t bother about a suffering soul.. they don’t feel for tears…

When I felt sick of this world..

Met a stunning person full of enthusiasm and care on Madurai to chennai maelur highways..

When people on road hesitated to help a couple who met with a accident..

When the person who hit the couple stood like a stone…

Mr.Ashish Krishna you just get on to the road.. helped the couple without a second thought…

More than your help I could see your care, concern and love..

Me and my SAM are proud to honour you in our blog..

Salute Mr.Ashish Krishna, we respect your selflessness.. you are a true humanitarian.. you are a true inspiration..

SUJA SAM.