The Other day Ma, ‘ When I was going to Hyd, I talked to one of my class girls-swetha. It was the first time I spoke to her and that to in AP express general compartment you know the whole train was packed up and we had to stand at the door. Ma, it was different talking to her
Ma, then you know Ma, what I was saying is Ma.. Mom, what happened Ma? You're listening? ‘
Well, that was it my friends, as I was saying this, my mom’s face lost all the smiles a mother has, on her son’s coming home twice a year for a fortnight into shadows of suspicion and apprehension.
Well, talking to a girl for the first time, train door ke pass, what else do you need to cook a Saturday night romance, of course it was a Saturday night when I met her to make it more saucy. What mom’s worrying about is a lot more on the contrary to what you the reader is feeling about the babe talk and Saturday night, you need to be concerned about my mom. I mean, about the little old lady who was the first girl in our life. I don’t mean to make a mom’s topic hook modern or spicy, its just a fact that you were her everything she dreamt to have in her life. At the same time I don’t say that talking to girls or getting in ‘society’ with them isn’t wrong either. I am of age to think of having an identity of my own though I may not be earning a living at present, I ‘ll be a full fledged doctor in five years from now if at all I don’t have any backlogs, any way lets be optimistic in thoughts.
As I was saying, I am no more a kid to play about with girls and have crossed the age of bird watching at the bus stop or the ladies hostels. I want to be known as a man to woman folk from 16 to 60. I want to be called smart, decent, intelligent and at the same time a cool guy, romantic or a sort of person girls like to spend a happy hour with. Of course I am serious about what I want to be, I have my dreams to work abroad is as passionate as my dream to have a date with Madonna. I don’t want to cram down my time with books, books and books and end up with thick-lens spectacles on this smart nose, which is badly waiting for that ray-ban I saw the other day at Bassist and Lomb. Yes Mom, I want to earn well, own a big flat, servants, swimming pool, piano, a Mercedes and all but me boys hear so much of the dream man these girls want, don’t you think we die to be a 'Prince charming' of some one.
And this is where we stand, amidst our ambitions fantasies and mom, Having ideas as said alone doesn’t exactly mean that at we’ll go against our parents wishes or that we’ll loose track of the great things they want to do. Youth is the time when we want to know a lot about the things we shouldn’t be doing, in the sense it looks fun to be so. We want to be all that we can do too, be it working partime for a spastic society or getting- on steady with that gorgeous girl who lives yonder. We want fame and name mom, we want our names to be in the green card and at the same time we badly want our names on the chat-line of a cyber cafe.
I know mom, you’d say ‘you know sonny, life wasn’t easy for me and your dad’. There were times we couldn’t find money for the baby food or doctors bills when you come into our lives. You where a cute little brat and we hardly ever from any reason to scold you for your pranks, you brought for kiddy days. Year after year, as you grew it was as if we where again kids and we too grew up with you. Having a child is the only way you can turn back time and go through all the seasons of the freshness again in our grown up hearts. You won’t understand what I say now sons until you yourself are a parent as me. You know son we saw all the happiness of our childhood and teens in you and I want to see you as a happy family just as your daddy and I.
In fact we parry you have it still better. Mom, You have seen life well, you’re seen its mirages, you know that bad is always more alluring, you learnt many things that’ll take me a lifetime to set enlightened. You want to give we all that you learnt so that I can get through the hardships in a better way. I know that you’ll be most happy, woman to find me in comfort. I sure do feel it mom but at the same time I have to walk the path which as been paved for me and I too have to face the things the way you faced. I need to now the world and its ways to live. Ofcourse I am lucky that I have the care, love and patience of a very special person.
All I have got to say, or infact whish to say is ' Mom, Just has you are worried I too I am concerned of the things that I do and sincerely hope that I do nothing that hurts you’. ' Then where is the problem, My son, you would ask. ' Well the thing is that you don’t find our imagination as sweet as you found them when I was kid, rather you find them as gateways to doom and destruction. At the same time we don’t find our mom’s words as impressible as the way we found them when we were kids, thought things really look so gloomy I know that you’ll still be the first and the sweetest woman in my life. Donot worry mom, I my life. Donot worry mom, I won’t sun away with Swetha. Ok everything is clear I feel now. Well, if you don’t mind, shall I ring up to swetha mom?
