ମା/ मा/ my mother/ love mother/ warrior/ योद्धा असलि/ प्यार का पहला अहसास/

ମା

ମୋ ମା ଜଣେ teacher, upper primary school.

ମୋ ମା ମତେ କାହାଣୀ ଶୁଣାଏ। ନିଜ କାହାଣୀ ।

ମୋ ବାପା ଜଣେ ଗାଡି ଚାଳକ (driver)|. My mother was never imagined a husband, driver. She expected a successful husband who keep her like a queen. Always she wanted a better life than she used to live in. but she never got that. The man, destined for her husband, was a daily driver. Who drive daily, work hard daily, believes in hard work. Most of drivers used to drink alcohol on daily basis, so that they feel relaxed of whole day burden. As my father. He also drunk alcohol.

My mother told me my father can’t tolerate alcohol. He drinks alcohol but can’t digest it nor control. He is failure as a drunkard. He vomits, whenever drinks alcohol. He was a good man with bad habits. He drank daily. Vomited daily. Illness catches him regularly due to drink.

And my mother married him instead of a successful IAS officer. She told me she was not only unhappy but also cried for this thing that he married a drunkard driver. She felt crying like whole life would be hell.

Miracle happens. My father took risk. Left the habit, bad habit, replace with good habit. Started bhajan kirtan. Started his own small business.

When I was young of age 3 or 4, my father left me at my uncle(ମାମୁ). My brother was at a boarding school. I was happy being there. But I was started living there for like 2 years. I was just a kid. I was wanting my mother. That was the age, when I wanted her. Sometimes cried for mother. My mother was completing her intermediate (12th) in Arts. Then graduation with Sanskrit honors.

Actually, when she got married, she was matric fail. She may allow to continue her study, but because of she got failed. She got married.

My father pushed her for higher studies. She started studying. My father had to manage three children to raise at a time. He managed our study costs. Two of us, brother, one is my mother. My father is the one who raises us, make us worthy of our dreams, the HERO. Sometimes arguments happen in between my mother and father. And my mother dumbed my father. She always gets angry of him being dumb. He is not dumb. I felt sorry for my father. How can somebody will be dumb who, alone, raises three children. And one of them scolded him dumb. He is a hero. Real hero.

My mother after giving birth me, started studying. She started studying, my father managed all her expenditures. all small and big costs fulfilled by him. Sometimes me and my father visit my mother. I miss those days.  I cried to stay with her but my father managed me and brought me to uncle.

How can a woman can study? I, her child, was crying for her, for not being with her. Can I expect the situation that she also cried for me, ଭାଈ, the children, being apart. She was also crying when I supposed to cry in front of her for her. No one in the world would face this. She completed her graduation. My father managed a job for her. Now she has a salary of thirty thousand. She has been lived that warrior life, who sacrifice for their children. She is a real warrior.

My family evolve to a stage that we kids can’t complain about anything. Still, I did some bad behavior with my family. मुझे लाड प्यार ने खराव कर दिया। Sometime I cried for mobile irrespective of financial condition of family. I might not be mature. Now I am mature and feel that I was stupid.

Sometimes my mother told me, during my hostel days, when we got home for vacations, we cried a lot for avoiding school. My mother also cried not to let us for boarding school. I had that memory. It’s very painful, I feel the tear every moment.

How we guys cry for avoiding school. What we do so that we are not going to school. Those goosebumps scenario still be the no.1 memory in me. I will always miss it.

My mother and I were not experiencing a whole year together. It has always been a wish for me. I will be home one day. I will leave the job one day. I will live in my home with my ମା peacefully one day. No matter what it takes, one day will come. I will bring that day.