Mother's Day falls on the second Sunday of the month of May, the 9th this time round. I find the whole concept strange on having one day fixed for revering one's mother. But then again, it is a fad today to choose one day to celebrate one thing. I am using this opportunity to introduce my mother to my blog readers.
The grand lady who gave birth to me so many years ago is Vijayalakshmi. The picture at the top is how she looked a couple of years before she gave birth to me.
My mother was barely 18 when I was born to her and I am her second-born. She was very young (just 15) when she got married to my father Durairajan and while he was living with his parents and has only one younger brother, to this day, my mother helps and guides a string of cousins and their families from both branches of the family - my grandpa's and grandma's.
My mother loves to cook and more than that, loves to feed people. Anyone who turns up at our house, never leaves it hungry, to this day.
She is a very strong personality and has always guides us when we are confused. She is the one who introduced me to positive thinking. In those days, it was more important for women to get married than to study. Along with my father, my mother was the one who encouraged all of us five daughters to become graduates.
My mother is very good at organising events, especially weddings - along with my father. It is sad that they never took it up as a profession but have always helped and guided anyone who needed it. Their experience is obviously rich considering that they have conducted the weddings of five daughters.
I dedicate this blog to my mother on Mother's Day. It is a day late but then I had spent Mother's Day with her at Chennai, so I suppose it is perfectly alright.
The second photo on the right is my mother holding my daughter Vinitha when I became a mother myself.
The third photo on the left is my mother as she is today.
Photo credits: Lakshmi Ranganathan