My mother believes she's Superwomen.
She thinks she can fix everything
and when things can't be fixed
she thinks she fix that.
She knows that when she tells me that it'll be alright
I'll believe her, because we all know
nothing is better than a mother telling you that.
My mother also believes in things.
Things that only she believes in
and probably are not even believed by my grandmother
but she'd want you to work according to it anyway
she'd tell you
don't leave the house now, wait a bit longer
or get a haircut, your fever will be alright
things only she can make sense of
but it's alright that's what's special about her
My mother doesn't want much,
she wants to be just loved and appreciated
and I think I fail at that at times.
I think there are times I think I'm so grown up
I think there are times I think I'm so grown up
that I really just start behaving like a 13 year old boy
And my mother gets hurt, because she keeps on trying
without fail, and I guess that's what makes her
the mother you need, because she'd love you
even when you're being an asshole.
But my mother knows,
that even though we're fighting
and even though we're at each other's throat
I love her. That's who I am. I've always loved her.
She taught me things that no one else has.
She taught me compassion.
She taught me that love someone. But wholeheartedly.
She taught me to forgive.
She taught me that you can be who you want.
She taught me to be better man.
She taught me, a better man doesn't mean you can't be an asshole.
She taught me, being an asshole doesn't mean you can't a good man.
She's taught me how to be strong when things are falling apart.
She taught me never to lose hope.
She taught me never to lose.
She taught me how to live.
And often times, and mostly always
I forget to tell her how much I love her.
And how much she has taught me.
But I know she knows.
My mother thinks, she's never wrong.
Now I know where I get that from
but you see, she is
She is wrong, and she's not perfect
and she makes mistakes.
and there are times when she wont accept it.
And then my mother and I will fight.
But if I can tell you a secret
But if I can tell you a secret
that's us, that's who we are
we're two people who fight and love
and work in this dysfunctional way.
My mother has a very different opinion on child discipline
It mostly includes
beating the shit out of with a ruler, or maybe belt or maybe
every once in a while if you think taking shower is bitch, why not try drowning the kid.
But you see, that's most of the Bangali parents.
Hell I think that's all of Indian Parents.
So don't judge, my mother loves me.
But my mother is beyond all of that,
she's sometimes over the edge with her inquisitiveness
but I don't really mind cause I know she only wants to fit in
and bridge the generation gap
I've seen my mother go beyond who she is, to make me comfortable
and maybe I'm not the perfect son, actually I'm not
but I am a kid who does like the little things.
My mom thinks she can cook North Indian Food.
She can't. She sucks with it.
But I honestly don't have the heart to tell her.
She still can't get her chapati right.
Why burst her bubble. I don't want that guilt on me.
So maybe there are times when my mother isn't being all epic.
But there are times when she is.
And there times when she's just being "ma"
So when you come to me one day
to tell me I can't change the world,
think twice because my mother has told me otherwise
she maybe sheltered small dreams
but she never let me sleep with a sky that couldn't fit all the stars I wanted
she told me if I wanted the sky, I could have it
and if I could have it, I could work for it.
She never said road to happiness would be easy
she said it'll be worth it.
She also told me, life will get harder
and sometimes for a long long while
and I'd think that this is all that's there to it
but I should wait because things get better
because I can change the world.
So when you come to me to tell me the world's just too big to be changed
remember you're talking to the son of a Superwoman.
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