I learnt to walk holding her hands with my tender fingers,
I remember how she would smile as I would run to her in glee,
But as time went ahead, I grew up with her guidance and love as she would let me be.
Now that she is no more, the pain in my heart lingers.
Mother, you have made me what I am, you have made me learn,
Mother, I have grown up to be an individual with all your teachings.
Guardian, guide and protector you had been for me as I grew up.
Do you remember? You would take me out to the ground for playing when I was young,
I would run to you being scared something and you would reassure me.
Years passed and you couldn’t remember. I saw you
Sinking in the sea of the mental pain, but couldn’t help.
I didn’t mind holding your hand and making you see the old pictures.
The years I was gone, you must have missed us.
Mother, you could have been there for my little kid. She would miss you too.
Alzheimer took you memory, life took you away.
What about us, your kids? We loved you and wanted you to be well.
I remember how my wife cried as she saw you descending into those depths.
We were shattered. Mother, don’t you remember? Can’t you remember?
Life is a strange journey. It makes the full circle as your parents turn old.
I could see how you would caress me. I loved doing the same for you.
Duty, responsibility, love, care- they say a lot of things.
I knew that I was born of you. That’s all I knew. Some things are unconditional.
I can never forget what you have done for me.
I owe you everything. I wrote on your epitaph with tears rolling down my cheeks,
“Here lies the lady who gave live,
Who lived live and was the dearest of all.
Here lies the lady calmly who made memories that would live on forever with us.”
