Nugget-26: Understanding Unconditional Love.

Some time back, I received an A2A request on Quora. It asked me to elaborate on my understanding of the term, "Unconditional Love." And, following post is all I had to share on the subject. From my poop to puke, she has herself washed it all. Every time I had been sick and low, I … Continue reading Nugget-26: Understanding Unconditional Love.

Nugget-24: Parents Do Care!

Recently while going through my feed on Quora, I came across a question which raised doubts if a parent really does care for their child! I was taken aback with the thought and wrote the undermentioned words on the subject. I hope the reader finds the post of some value to their domain of interest. … Continue reading Nugget-24: Parents Do Care!

We Are No More Just A Mother And A Son. We Are Companions For Life.

I was nineteen when my father was pulled away from us by the Meta force called death. My mother was just 40 and had lost her partner, her love just mid-way in her life. All she had left to live for was a son she and her husband had welcomed to life on 11th of … Continue reading We Are No More Just A Mother And A Son. We Are Companions For Life.

Nugget-16: I Just Had To Be A Better Son.

“There is no way out.`” My head kept regurgitating that to me. That was the only thought playing back and forth over and over again in my mind. I thought I could will myself to death with those words. But, I could not. I had a mother. I had to get better. For her, I … Continue reading Nugget-16: I Just Had To Be A Better Son.

Oh Dearest Maa… Thanks For Everything You Have Been Through!

Dearest Maa, You would always be awake when I would wake up. You would already have taken bath and would be preparing breakfast for me. In fact as far as my memory lane goes, it would always be you who would wake me up. I would groan, "Please just another five minutes, Maa", which would … Continue reading Oh Dearest Maa… Thanks For Everything You Have Been Through!

… Every Indian Mother …

I would wake up at 6 to find out that she woke up at 5 to prepare me breakfast and get me ready for school. When I would return from school, she would feed me hot food and delicious icy-cool lassi (sweetened buttermilk). Then I would go to sleep while she would collect my school … Continue reading … Every Indian Mother …