Yesterday was not an ordinary Day

Every day, when I used to comeback to my office, my mother is all set to pamper me with her homemade dishes. Starting from Lemon Soda followed by fried dry fruits and then fruit salads, apple shake, dinner, a glass of hot milk & blah blah blah. She hardly misses anything as according to her all these things are essential for me. In between we always chit chats about any gossip whether it’s a purchase of any new thing by our neighbors, any mischievous things done by my neighbor’s son, her grocery shopping or it may be anything.

Yesterday, when I reached home, she was looking tired. Her face was so exhausted and she was lying on the bed with closed eyes. First time she did not ask anything which usually she asks. She only asked me to take the juice from the kitchen. I got to know that she was having fast as yesterday was Karva Chauth and she would break her fast only when Moon will rise.

It was 6.30 pm. Anyways, I had had my snacks. Time was passing by but she did not wake up from the bed. I tried to speak with her but she was not in the position to speak anything. I realized that she wanted to have some tea. I saw the watch. It was only 7’o clock. To see my mother in a situation like this was very painful to me and slowly and gradually, this pain was escalating. Near about 7.30 pm, I could not resist my self and went upstairs. First time, I silently prayed for my mother with tears in my eyes.

Meanwhile I was preparing Pooja Ki Thali in the kitchen for my mother. But after every 5 minutes I was staring at sky to have a glimpse of moon.

Finally at 8.20 pm it came on my terrace and I shouted from the kitchen ‘Mamma, Uttho, Chand aa gaya’.