Wednesday, October 14, 2009

Wake up...

I saw the movie, "Wake up Sid" last weekend. No, I am not writing the review. But I have to admit that I can relate the basic theme with a lot of my friends and ofourse with my own self too. (Those who have not seen the movie, please go and watch). Tears flowed down my eyes when Sid misbehaved with his mom and shouted at her. I felt sorry for Supriya Pathak who played the role of the mother. Actually, I wasn't feeling sorry for her. Maybe, it stirred the emotions in me. Maybe I saw my mom in her place. It reminded me of the time when my mom made endless sacrifices to see that smile on my face. It reminded me of the time when my mom lied to my dad when I came home late. It reminded me of the time when I didnt like the food cooked at home and my mom would separately cook a nice meal for me. It reminded me of the time when I didnt exercise, she would say "its ok, I wont tell your dad". It reminds me of the unconditional love that my mom always had for me. And I felt sorry. I feel ashamed for the times I shouted at her. I am sorry mom. That is all that I want to say.


From time immemorial, mothers have been giving full support to their children. A 5 months old incapable baby, a sulking teenager and ofcourse an inquisitive mind approaching adulthood. A mothers interest lies in nothing but keeping her child's happiness as a top priority. I am not really sure whether mother-daughter relation is better or mother-son relation. Actually we cannot compare a mother's love, but since I have mostly felt the love and compassion of the mother-daughter elationship, I more more inclined towards it. I have seen my mom suffering. She sacrificed all those things which he loved. From getting a nice haircut from the best salon in town to fulfilling her dream of having a huge house in the heart of Delhi, she surrendered all.

The tears in her eyes when her kid takes the first step. The sad look on her face when she drops her darling to school and the glea on her face when she picks her up. A mom cheering her daughter when she wins her first painting competition. And that tight hug when she gets an 'A' in Maths. Those sleepless nights she spent besides her daughter while she lay on the hospital bed, terribly ill. During exams, she would wake up in the middle of the night, only to make tea or coffee for her girl studying hard. That proud feeling when she sees her daughter dressed in a sari on Diwali. Or when the apple of her eye, smears that lipstick and wears high heels just to imitate her mom. But when the girl becomes a teenager, her mom who was once her idol, then becoms a thing of the past. She becomes the most ignorant person on the earth and daughter feels embarrassed when she come to school to pick her up. "I am not a kid anymore", "Stop it", "You don't know anything, mom", "Forget it, you will not understand". The daughters do not remember how their mothers have so wonderfully and so miraculously taken care of them. And the mothers just stare at the ground and say nothing.

Yes, I remember all this. I remember when I was harsh to my mom. I remember when I was rude. I remember when I considered her to be one of the most uninformed people around me. I remember when I felt embarrassed to have her around. When she would hug me in front of my friends and I would push her away. When she would tell me what not to wear, what parties not to go to, and what friends to meet. I would just not listen to her. When I would tell her that she is too old fashioned to understand our trends and she would look away.

But now when I have grown up and have left behind my teenage years and my early adolscence years, I can understand. And now I feel sorry. I get upset when I remember all these things. And it upsets me even more when I see other girls doing the same things with their moms. Maybe, this is the trend. This is the culture. For a mother and daughter to become friends is not difficult. And it happens. Just like me and my mom. We are friends now. And I am super duper proud of that.

And it reminds me of an age old saying:


"God cannot be everywhere, so he invented mothers"






11 comments:

@ease said...

now, that is yet another good piece of writing..!!

Thanks to me that, i took you for the movie and thnx to Karan Johar, that he made such a nice movie..!!

keep writing such good stuffs.

Ankit said...

Gud one.. a gr8 diwali gift to all the mothers of the world.. thnx Chandni for sharing such a lovely piece of work..

annum said...

Really pleasant to read.Thanks for bringing this up :)

punia said...

mama's girl

Anonymous said...

I love my mom...
not because of what she may think after seeing me in saree in diwali night... but because the way loves me even more when I try to go away from her....
beautiful thought....

that was an exquisite piece....

Dankest Cartoon said...

There is one more adage " Moms Cant be in Office so God created Bosses"...Just Kidding..
Liked the Honesty of All ur Posts..U have a fine Pen Miss!!

Chandni.. said...

@ @ease : thanks for taking me to that movie. Loved it. And i m sorry if I cried too much. :D

thanks ankit, annum and punia... :)

Chandni.. said...

@ RSV: you have said more than what I did in my entire post. Thanks for saying this. You made me love my mom even more.

Chandni.. said...

and thanks Dankest cartoon. I am happy that you found honesty in my posts... :)

shruti said...

Chandu...that was an amazing peace of writing...surely goes out for every mother...And I too can easily relate to what you have written....Even I am in love with this movie - Wake Up Sid...
Amazing movie and amazing article....Good job sweety!!!!!!!!!

Chandni.. said...

thanks a lot shru.... :)

cheers to everybody's mom... :)