No Oscar speech. No thank you notes. Nothing can make this post more special than it is. This is my Ma. Desh, Anandobazaar and Rabindranath* defines her. Music is her life. So are we – my brother, Baba and me. And now my little girls – the Z-Sisters. In the same order? Maybe, maybe not. Hopefully not. And I don’t really care if it is. For, we fit in perfectly in her life, without juggling for space. If she had a chance, she would be running in the green pastures, climbing up the trees, singing to the winds, talking to the birds and swimming with the tides. She’s almost like Maria from The Sound of Music – ‘How do you pin a cloud upon the sky?’ Fortunately or unfortunately, we pinned her down with our love. She’s given my little bro and me enough freedom in our lives and enough chances to recover from our mistakes. We’ve grown up breathing art, music and life. And I’ve grown up believing that all mums must be like her. So, when I read articles in the newspapers about children being brought up by other kind of mums, I cannot fathom that. In my life right now, another Ma shares the space with my own Ma. That is my Mum-in-law. I’ve written her recipes a few times in my blog. But my own Ma? I guess this is the first time. I’m confused with so many Mother’s Days that are celebrated all over the world. I don’t mind though, as it just gave me a chance to write about her. I have to admit here that my Ma is Ma because of the independence she got from my Baba. But then that’s kept for another day, another post – for Father’s Day. Happy Mother’s Day Ma! And to all the other Mas in the world.
Unblogging it all… Ishita
Desh is a popular Bengali magazine, Anando Bazaar is a daily Bengali Newspaper and Rabindranath refers to the Nobel laureate Tagore.
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