A guide to my life – my wonderful mom
Here is some contemplative moments ever not could happen in any ones life, once they cross their school days.
Yup! It’s the early morning struggle in packing ourselves to school with loads of books, home works. In fact, the most funniest of all these is that, the tiny tensions in our mind, for we ‘ not doing assignments(present days jargons)/ home work‘, ‘getting monthly reports signed from parents ‘ etc etc.
I do have felt the same J yes, would be always going to school with chaos in mind….thinking this would be my last day ever in school. Because I, generally don’t do my things at right time and at right note.
You all would wonder how these would relate to mom
These things starts with 5 min please mantra we all play every day morning.
Being from coimbatore , quite cold place during winter, I would struggle to wake up early in the morning(6.30 very early rather) letting my mom to force me to proceed to school. In spite of these acts from my side, asking mom for 5 min please, I had been sent to school on time. Thanks to my sweet mom.
I really needn’t have to worry getting up early in the morning during my schools. I completely expected this to be my mom’s duty to wake me up early in the morning in time as expected. Not that my high school had early hours. But, the trouble giving maths papers pushes me to plead my mom. Amma, please wake me up early in the morning. I had to prepare for my exams. Please ma. Dont forget.
Ha.. I would sleep then, as if I am no way related to the subject of studying early in the morning. Completely dedicated mom, wakes me up early forgiving her sleep, stress and strain.
Though, she starts with soothing words. Kanna…. Get up. You have to prepare for exams. Please kanna. Things don’t remain the same when I don’t get up as required. She starts to mutter and then violently shouts at me (poor mom). I being so selfish to have early morning winter sleep pretend as if I am completely unaware of the commitment made few hours ago about the early morning saga. After her violent struggle, I would get up with full fright and fear; oh I had so much to study! More importantly, what would amma say if I don score good in my papers? But my sweet mom would finally let me know…. Never will I wake you up in the morning; now it’s your duty to wake up and continue your morning saga. Ha ! The biggest alarm clock besides me… every now and then in the morning, ringing to disturb my sleep. Love you mom
After I grew up, in a stage to manage myself, she would be assisting me in my doings, bearing my early morning tortures of 5 min please, and waiting with hot milk/boost ready (prepared to change the menu to coffee of my own interest). Making sure I was completely, fully awake and be prepared to school before she could carry herself with her daily chores.
I could never gain the responsibility as long as I stayed with @ home.
Now days, after grown up to be spinsters, as I help myself every day morning, snoozing up the mobile alarm for every 5 min in an hour, I understand how difficult would it have been for my mom to play the role of an alarm clock. Thanks to my mom for doing her daily 5 min please routine with out any frustration for many years.
Thanks mom.
Fine! I complete this blog here.
Believe this would remind you all your childhood 5 min please days.
See you in my next blog.
Comments are welcome.
Here is some contemplative moments ever not could happen in any ones life, once they cross their school days.
Yup! It’s the early morning struggle in packing ourselves to school with loads of books, home works. In fact, the most funniest of all these is that, the tiny tensions in our mind, for we ‘ not doing assignments(present days jargons)/ home work‘, ‘getting monthly reports signed from parents ‘ etc etc.
I do have felt the same J yes, would be always going to school with chaos in mind….thinking this would be my last day ever in school. Because I, generally don’t do my things at right time and at right note.
You all would wonder how these would relate to mom
These things starts with 5 min please mantra we all play every day morning.
Being from coimbatore , quite cold place during winter, I would struggle to wake up early in the morning(6.30 very early rather) letting my mom to force me to proceed to school. In spite of these acts from my side, asking mom for 5 min please, I had been sent to school on time. Thanks to my sweet mom.
I really needn’t have to worry getting up early in the morning during my schools. I completely expected this to be my mom’s duty to wake me up early in the morning in time as expected. Not that my high school had early hours. But, the trouble giving maths papers pushes me to plead my mom. Amma, please wake me up early in the morning. I had to prepare for my exams. Please ma. Dont forget.
Ha.. I would sleep then, as if I am no way related to the subject of studying early in the morning. Completely dedicated mom, wakes me up early forgiving her sleep, stress and strain.
Though, she starts with soothing words. Kanna…. Get up. You have to prepare for exams. Please kanna. Things don’t remain the same when I don’t get up as required. She starts to mutter and then violently shouts at me (poor mom). I being so selfish to have early morning winter sleep pretend as if I am completely unaware of the commitment made few hours ago about the early morning saga. After her violent struggle, I would get up with full fright and fear; oh I had so much to study! More importantly, what would amma say if I don score good in my papers? But my sweet mom would finally let me know…. Never will I wake you up in the morning; now it’s your duty to wake up and continue your morning saga. Ha ! The biggest alarm clock besides me… every now and then in the morning, ringing to disturb my sleep. Love you mom
After I grew up, in a stage to manage myself, she would be assisting me in my doings, bearing my early morning tortures of 5 min please, and waiting with hot milk/boost ready (prepared to change the menu to coffee of my own interest). Making sure I was completely, fully awake and be prepared to school before she could carry herself with her daily chores.
I could never gain the responsibility as long as I stayed with @ home.
Now days, after grown up to be spinsters, as I help myself every day morning, snoozing up the mobile alarm for every 5 min in an hour, I understand how difficult would it have been for my mom to play the role of an alarm clock. Thanks to my mom for doing her daily 5 min please routine with out any frustration for many years.
Thanks mom.
Fine! I complete this blog here.
Believe this would remind you all your childhood 5 min please days.
See you in my next blog.
Comments are welcome.
