Sunday, February 13, 2011

My Mom is somewhat happy today. I felt satisfied. I stay about 4500 kms away from my Mom ("Ijaa"). Only weekly telephone talk is the main link between us. I could not visit my village for the last one year. My about 85 years Ijaa stays at my ancestral village. We all brothers and sisters have told to move with us to a city of our stay. She has come some time in the past but did'nt like the crowd here and to move in congested places and no connection to outer society.
At this age she is determined to stay at her hometown where she is from her birth and after marriage. She is quite happy there. She has no regret of her kids staying away. I feel very sad when I knew that she is not well or she is growing weaker day by day because ther is nobody to offer her cooked nutrtious meal. My kids are studying at a city place but I will have great regret the day my Ijaa will be no more and as a son I could not lookafter her in her old age.
Its not the story of my alone but a story of lakhs of sons and daughters because of their family, they are not able to help and take care of their old parents.