My Mother. My Angel

For Mary Roy who grew me up.

Who taught me to say 'excuse me' before

interrupting her in Public.

Who loved me enough to let me go. . .

No, my mother's name is not Mary Roy and these are not my words. I am sure you are wondering why I decided to use this as a beginning for my post today. This post is dedicated to the woman who made me for  who I am and for what I am.. I just could not find better words to start this off than by quoting Arundhati Roy who dedicated The God of Small Things to her mother. I am no fancy writer. I aint no magician with enchanting words but for today and for always I am and I always will be Sushma Kapoor Behl's Daughter.

Maybe this post should have been so aptly written and published on Mother's day so it would have had just the right effect  but then I think that would have been very hypocritical of me. To celebrate my mother's existence just because its Mothers Day?! No thank you. I would like to think that I have every reason to celebrate her existence in my life every day. So today shall be yet another day just that today I wish to do so with the help of words.

It will be hard for me  to pen down just a  few selective thoughts and memories and feelings. More difficult will be for me to  choose. From every little to every big thing that mother has done for me from the moment that I entered this world deserves its place so righteously as the other in this post. .

I Love my Mother. Its just that simple. Its just that plain. 

It does not have to be a long letter of appreciation either. Just a few words can be enough too.

All I want to say for today is that I thank her for being my mother, the selfless creature who nurtured me and put me before herself and put the world before me! 


Love you mom.. ..