With all the confusions that have been happening lately in my family, I was not sure what to buy for my mom for her 60th birthday this month (on 9th Nov). She had wanted to go to Thirukadaiyoor for a visit and then it was clubbed with the
Thirukarukaavoor for my bro and sis for their pending prayers there and once it was planned and all tickets booked we knew that it would become the two hectic days before Diwali. I landed in Coimbatore on 7th evening flying from Hyderabad, to be greeted by the warm hands of my niece and nephew. My niece (eldest) has this way of welcoming me, always, with open hands and a fast run. (She reminds me of Manisha Koirala from Bombay :D, except that this is very cute and loaded with all innocence). I literally go weak on my knees all the time she does that.. and she does that frequently when I am around (even if I am away for a few hours and she sees me back...I really wonder why.. but I am glad that I can have that little heart's love for me). Apart from that, there was this cutie pie of my nephew, who gives a very gorgeous look along with a sly smile (oh! he's gonna break some hearts later for sure..), both welcoming me in the airport.. Taking them both in my arms.... I can never be that happy.
I wasn't sure what to buy for my mom as a present. So I got her a pearl set from the Airport (I had been only two days in Hyderabad after my Bangalore visit..so no time for shopping). Even though she has a pearl strand..it was a standalone stuff...so after checking out various options, I got her a full set. She always looks good in white pearls. She was happy to receive a gift (she doesn't get that often, apart from sarees), I could tell that from her eyes. And I was glad to give her that small piece of happiness.
The next two days went mostly in travel by Train (where the kids were uncontrollable..playing for the whole trip and going back and forth through the length of the train) and then by taxi to thirukarukavoor and back to Mayuram and then the next day to Thirukadaiyoor and then back again in train to Coimbatore. We were so damn tired by the time we reached home that all we did was sleep and rest for the next two days.
I was then wondering a few things.. why is that people celebrate their completion of 60 years with so much fanfare. I know we did not do anything for my mom, except visit a temple as per her wish..but for my dad it was a great fanfare with homams, wedding and all that stuff.. then I googled and found out that in earlier days it was a big thing to complete 60 years which marks one cycle of life.. We have
60 years in tamil calendar. So once we complete our 60th birthday, we start another cycle of it and that is considered a big achievement that too with good health and if the guy is still married at that time, it is sort of used as an occasion to renew their vows (as in Christian parlance) or an opportunity for their kids to conduct their parent's marriage. One doubt though: What if the lady is elder to the guy, in that case will the marriage be still conducted or is it only when the guy completes the 60 years ? I somehow suspect the latter.
I know for my mom, the year doesn't signify anything special. She is still called by some as my elder sister (not because she looks young..I guess its because I look rather old and resemble her too closely in looks), and she managed without any gray hairs until now. She still goes on with her chores in her kitchen as if nothing else matters. Even though she complains of her health regularly, it doesn't deter her from making the boondhi ladoos for Diwali which is a ritual for her. I really had to bully her to stop making the kaaraa boondhi this time even thought I helped her with the ladoos. Somehow the kitchen is her world, even though she loves to do a lot of other things, I guess she relieves her stress by just being there in the kitchen. I often wondered why would anyone be in kitchen for so long when it actually takes only maximum of an hour to cook (irrespective of the number of people..may be give or take half an hour etc) But that is her way of proving her worth. She does her work on her own pace. If not that, then some cleaning work at home. She used to do stitching until her eyes did not help her. She used to be good in drawing, typing and quite a lot of other handi crafts. She loves to travel. I still remember her enthusiasm when I took her for the Singapore trip. I can never forget that moment, especially during the flight when we were above the clouds, she was so enthralled seeing them that I almost had tears in my eyes watching her. But she hasn't done all that she had wanted for so long. I wonder how she feels after all these years for not doing all those. Does she regret them? God knows that I would.. After all these years, I know that she would like to have some peace for herself and rest when she can at this phase of her life, watch as many malayalam movies as she can (at times that drives me nuts, because when she is @ my home, all she watches is malayalam channels as if she knows no other languages.. I used to make fun of her), eat whatever she feels like without having to worry about the criticism that might come along with it, go for walks with some company where she can chatter away to her hearts content (when I work from home, she at times wont bother to think if I am listening to her at all, as long as I say hmm, oh ho.. ok.. or any small response, she can keep talking for hours together and sometimes in loops.. I never stopped her, because all she wants is to be heard...). Raising three children with barely enough to make ends meet, giving them good education and taking care of the household without any help from any relatives and stowing away all her needs and putting others needs before hers.. God as much as I love her for that, I pity her too.. I wouldn't want to do that because I don't want to resent it later. But that is where the difference lies. I am not my mom. Even though she has her own faults (and we know she has many) she never resented these and I know what she resents most (which I cannot help her in anyway).
She knows her tears are my undoing and I hate it when she cries, especially if it was because of me or for me, I cannot stand it. I am not sure if I have ever told her in any small way that I value her ..love her (I am not that demonstrative with words when it comes to face to face contact....I would rather use my actions.. but I am not sure if she understood that ever) I know I have made her happy by getting good ranks and my proficiency awards have made her proud (at times it becomes very annoying when she starts to recount those facts.. because it never mattered me a bit.. ) But I have made her very sad with bad choice of partner in my life in spite of her warnings. The worst betrayal from my side according to her was that she thought that she was my confidante and that I failed to confide in her with my feelings much earlier (so that she could have changed it somehow.. I wonder how.. but that is how she sees it till date..) I wish I could make her life little cozier and comfortable at this stage where all she needs to do is relax..but aadina kaalum paadina vaayum summa irukaadhunu solluvaanga.. she can hardly rest for a week or two and then she has to go back to work otherwise she gets really freaky :)
I wish her all good health (that is what she needs the most now) and hope that I have done as much as possible to make her believe that I love her as much as she loves me or at least half of it. I cannot undo a lot of my actions but I do wish her to forgive me for taking her for granted quite a lot of times in my life.
Love you mom..