My Mom has been a grandma for
3 years now to my rambunctious daughter, Zehn. They share a really strong bond,
bordering on what we call "violent love" or "wild love".
Zehn does not believe in loving affectionately, rather she will ask my mom to
remove her glasses so that she can launch herself on mom and hug and kiss her
passionately.
When my hubby and I decided
to take a working holiday, we packed Zehn to Guwahati to mom's place, as she
was having her summer vacation.
Mom was over the moon,
planning her meals and her evening play time. Every time we would call mom, she
would talk in details about Zehn's activities, taking pride when she learnt a
few Assamese words or could paint an animal that looked like a tree...
The bond after 2 weeks had
grown stronger. Mom was a new person. After daddy passed away last year, mom
had no one to take care of. .. someone to cook for, someone to scold and
reprimand and even nag, someone to worry about. A woman needs to nurture, some
tender loving care to give... that's the core of a woman, I realised. And
mom had finally found someone to love and nurture in the absence of her
husband.
Perhaps that's why we need to
celebrate women with women's day and mother's day, because the nature to
nurture is thy woman. Thank you, mom...one more time.
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