Dear Amma, I know I wont be able to see you. Though I don’t believe in celebrating a day for mothers but for me it’s a special day to tell you whatever I kept inside my heart. The day makes me to realise the value of a mother in life which those who have not realizing at the moment.
I owe to my mother for whatever I am today. She taught me good culture not to hurt anybody unnecessarily. Now my dad is my mother and dad everything now. Well, I am not writing here to tell the world about my worries. In fact right now I am quite happy with the way life taking me ahead.
I decided to resume the classical music class which I had to drop during childhood days. I still remember those days, whenever I given stage performance I saw in the middle of crowd my mama sitting and looking very anxiously at my face. I cant tell the `navarasas' appeared on on her face. She curiously looked at each step I made. Her facial expression had helped me a lot to judge whether the audience enjoyed my performance or not.
Well at home, she was the one who encouraged me maximum to sing. She used to tell me everyday to sing the `kirthanas’ I learnt in the music class. How good are those days. I wish I could have been in those days.
Amma dreamed me conducting music concert like my grandma. On this mothers’ day I have something very special to say with you mama, that your daughter has resumed learning Carnatic music. I received surprise as my dad gave green signal when I said my wish of resuming the class. He never liked me attending music classes those days. He feared that I might have discontinue studies then.
Well, I am happy on this mother’s day. One day I will be what my mama wanted to be. I am standing now which my mother used to tell. She wanted her chidlreden especially daughters to stand in their own foot. Same way I will fulfill her this wish too:)
I owe to my mother for whatever I am today. She taught me good culture not to hurt anybody unnecessarily. Now my dad is my mother and dad everything now. Well, I am not writing here to tell the world about my worries. In fact right now I am quite happy with the way life taking me ahead.
I decided to resume the classical music class which I had to drop during childhood days. I still remember those days, whenever I given stage performance I saw in the middle of crowd my mama sitting and looking very anxiously at my face. I cant tell the `navarasas' appeared on on her face. She curiously looked at each step I made. Her facial expression had helped me a lot to judge whether the audience enjoyed my performance or not.
Well at home, she was the one who encouraged me maximum to sing. She used to tell me everyday to sing the `kirthanas’ I learnt in the music class. How good are those days. I wish I could have been in those days.
Amma dreamed me conducting music concert like my grandma. On this mothers’ day I have something very special to say with you mama, that your daughter has resumed learning Carnatic music. I received surprise as my dad gave green signal when I said my wish of resuming the class. He never liked me attending music classes those days. He feared that I might have discontinue studies then.
Well, I am happy on this mother’s day. One day I will be what my mama wanted to be. I am standing now which my mother used to tell. She wanted her chidlreden especially daughters to stand in their own foot. Same way I will fulfill her this wish too:)
