The sound of ‘Happy Mother’s Day’ was reverberating in the air as I entered a popular book store and when I looked around to see from whom the greeting was coming, I saw a bunch of teenagers wishing all the fellow customers browsing through books and magazines. I returned their greeting with a smile and asked how they were planning to celebrate the Day. They said they had congregated at the store to buy beautiful cards for their mothers and planned to go to a movie in the evening. Are your respective mothers accompanying you all? I asked. No, we all friends are going together, they replied in unison.
Wouldn’t you like to spend time with your mothers to mark the Day? I asked albeit hesitatingly.
The half a dozen girls looked at each other and turned their gaze towards me.
But aunty, we all bought the most expensive cards for our mothers, they said displaying the colourful cards with loving messages written on them. We are sure our mothers would be delighted and be proud of us children when they see these cards.
When I was emerging from the store, I heard someone saying, ‘Kush raho mathaji’ and I turned round to see who it was. When I went close to him he said again in Hindi that though he wished to spend the whole day with his old mother to celebrate Mother’s Day, he couldn’t because his presence was needed at the store as his job demanded it.
n.meera raghavendra rao