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My Expert My Mummy

It has been long since I had seen her, but her memories continue to be fresh in my mind. I wish I could see her once again, I wish she was with me here each single day. Where am I?

I am away in some foreign city, away from the home where my mother cared for me, but I know her blessings are always with me. She is away too from the same home for totally different reason, on which neither I neither anyone has any control. She is away from this world leaving me alone here, and resting in peace somewhere while not forgetting to shower her blessing on me every single day.
It is rightly said that there is heaven under the feet of mother. And I believe she is somewhere above me and I am constantly in heaven because she is always above me.

I have a plenty of memories to share to tell my mom though not being literate enough was much more educated than anyone present in the world. She was not worldly wise. She might not appear logical enough, but all she had in mind was well-being for me, even if she do not know how, she would always say me to be happy. She would often be angry on me for not following what she said to me, but never forgot to feed me lovely food which she made by her hand. Even though she was unwell herself, she never forgot to ask me if I am doing good or not. She was in constant worry everyday if I had ate well or I am doing well. She would make special dishes for me every day, and when she was unable to do so, because of her health, she would ask me to get something special from the market just for me, because she never ate eatables from the market. Whenever I went home, no matter in what mood, she would often make me feel homely by her behavior and attitude towards me.

Even if she did not know the value of education, she knew just the value of a smile on my face, and till the last moment, all I could hear from her mouth was a blessing for my future where I should stay happy. She was the lady, who never showed explicit love, but never forgot to show the pure love she had for me in her heart. Home for me was because of her, and the day she passed away, home for me meant nothing. She was my home expert, she knew how to make an accommodation a home where one can feel comfortable, no matter what, and I am homeless from the day, she is away.


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