Shruthi and mom

Shruthi woke up and did not even stir in her bed. She kept looking at the god picture next to her bed and knew the time was about ten minutes past six. She knew that she wont see her mothers shadow in the room as she has seen all her life praying to that god's picture before leaving the room for her daily chores.





Shruthi, pulled herself and went to take her shower and found her mom's toothbrush and soap still in its usual place in the bathroom, she could smell her mom and . The "manjal" which her mom used was lying on the floor and Shruthi felt it in its usual place.

Her dad was up and was waiting for the coffee which was served to him for the past 25 years right in his bed. She felt her dad was crying within himself.

The Suprabaratham which was usually heard was not being played in the player and Shruthi realised she missed her mom everywhere.

Dragging herself, she got ready and left for office without having breakfast or carrying lunch , she knew this was the first time she went without food in all these years. Leaving the compound she turned around wanting to see her mom in her usual red cotton sari waving bye to her, but left heavy hearted.

Coming back home after spending around 6 useless hours at office very hungry she saw the washed cloths being lined up for drying and instantly she searched for her mom's sari. It was her habit and burying her face in the sari which was hung for drying.

Walking inside the house, she saw her mom's footware in its usual place and her mom's picture in the hall with fresh garlands.

She broke into tears all over again.

She saw and missed her mom every where. Kitchen, Hall, Bathroom , Veranda and every single action she did at home bot Shruthi her mom's thoughts.

She no more heard the sound of her mom's bangles.
She no more had her mom to give her the hug.
She no more had her mom shouting asking her to get ready.

She knew her life will never be the same again.


PS1: this is my first try on short story!
PS2: Badri always complains that my posts are filled with surya! so i wanted to try something new , a non side of me - a senti post. i am not one of those sentimental -feelings-o-feelings gal. so chumma! no reason for this post.

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him.....

i am in love with this song...

makes me want to fall in love ;)

makes me miss someone! >:D<

Murphy's law,........

Mufy my classmate used to quote this Murphy's Law often

" When things has to go wrong! it will go wrong!!!" - which is applicable to me and only me...
( edited - ok ok all of u too ) [ but again i can talk only for me]
>>:D<< - thats a hug for myself..........

pretty blue !

more note on Murphy's Law click ----> " here "


( edited ) PS: ppl! :) i no condolence comments pls!

its just me.

getting out of control!

miss u

miss my pillow....

miss the lion in my bed ( now gals! stop thinking ...... :) its my stuffed toy)

miss reading thina thanthii n hindu with appa

miss my morning coffee...... i miss all my coffees infact :)

miss driving my car

strangely i miss office

miss work

miss my staffs

miss lunches with amma

miss calling my dad like 100 times :)
i do call him from here... but its just 50 times....

miss the calls

miss my mobile number

miss surya's billboards

miss chennai traffic

miss jelly belly salads

miss my beach

miss my moon

miss my shivan temple

miss seeing my pillaiar which is in the corner of my house :D i see him everyday .....

miss LIBA

miss sitting in class and talking to the gals
( ofcourse last row as usual )

miss the gossips in the LIBA car park

miss hello FM/ Radio mirchi

miss watching seigai saravanan in madurai n kana kanum kalangal
( this reminds me- shld ask amma who won the season 2 of jodi number one )

miss amma's cooking and her feeding

miss appa's smell :) n how i run switching off the TV when i hear his car's horn

miss fighting with ezy n li

miss the long fone calls with the gals

miss the late night chats

miss the shopping

miss chennai

n

miss appa, amma, aatha, thatha n my frndz.....
( i dont miss u li )


it seems like even the worst things in chennai which i hated back then.. i miss now...
i miss them more...

while sitting all alone here...

while sitting all alone here in cold.... ( i am wearing layers of cloths - yet i am shivering)

while sitting all alone here in cold and hungry.....

while sitting all alone here in cold and being hungry and not having a proper coffee in days!
( now thats highly not me!!! )

while sitting here all alone being cold , hungry and having this huge urge to have a strong filter kaapi and no tv :)

I am thinking i shld go back soon :)

PS: i had told myself that i shldnt post til i get back to chennai . but this one i cldnt resist.