When I was in school, there was nothing I wanted more than being independent and moving out of home. 

I still don’t value anything more than my independence but in the mad rush to make a life for myself, I left my mother back at home and it hurts, very deeply now.

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Initially, I would miss her every time I had to cook food.

I learned it, over time, but there is a void bigger than that and I haven’t learnt how to fill it. 

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I still call my mother every night to tell her I have reached home from office. 

But no one tells me that I am lying when I say I am not stressed about work.


I have learnt which medicine to take for fever and which for cold.

But no one sits beside me through the night, comforting me with love. 

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I go and buy dresses from myself and I think I do a decent job.

But there is no one who tells me I look good in whatever I wear. 


I purchase heels from the market, when I feel the need.

But there is no one who can lend me theirs when nothing is matching my attire. 


And this isn’t a one-way thing. There is so much I am not able to do for my mother. 

I call her multiple times when she is sick, but that’s all I can do, being so far.

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When she comes from work, I ask her if she’s tired.

But I am not there to make her favourite chai that she loves so much.


When she is angry with my father, I tell her to calm down. 

But I am not around to not let the fight become so big in the first place. 

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I still ask her for pictures whenever she dresses up.

But I am not around to straighten the pleats of her saree final time before she steps out. 


I can think of millions of other things I miss about my mother. 

Leaving home and earning money is something I take pride in, but I have come to realize that there are sacrifices involved even in accomplishments.

Ma, I love you, I respect you and I acknowledge your sacrifices every breathing moment of my life. 

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