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Writer's pictureAmreen Khan

Dear Mother

Mother. I wanted to tell her so many things, but I couldn’t.

This piece of words is dedicated to mother. I know we all feel that our mothers are like angels – so selfless. That she doesn’t even get our attention to her angelic deeds. Busy are we, in our routines, so is she with hers. The huge difference between the two is of needs for which we work, where as she gives up on hers. I wish there comes a time when both of our good sides collide and have that eternal time to feel the love we carry for each other.

 

Dear Mother,

Damn! you never taught us to express our love in words and what’s even worse is the fact that we never tried to learn it from the life we have lived. I can read every emotion that you express, right in your eyes. Emotions of love, when you avoid looking at me but talk about that cokestudio song I made you hear, you started loving or ask me if I’m eating well. Sometimes I see your eyebrows curved when you’re quiet, but I know the storm that troubles your mind is raging towards your heart.

Sometimes I see you sitting in front of me, saying nothing but glaring into my eyes for no reason. With thousands of good and bad thoughts running from your left ear to the right. Sometimes I see you lipsing quietly and I know that you’re not speaking those words loudly because you know I’m not going to listen. I can read your quietness and the storms you have in your head. I love to hear your songs when you’re the happiest. I love to see you demanding to turn on the music for you to sing along. I love to see the spark in your eyes when you stitch your own clothes because that’s something you loved to do but couldn’t and how I wish you could understand when I feel the same amount of joy when I do my things.

I know I roll my eyes when you talk about my achievements in front of the people we know, because I wish you could do it on the very moment when I actually achieved it or at least didn’t end the conversation without saying a single word when I talk about them. And despite a million reasons to thank you I dont.

I hope someday have courage to tell you that I love you too.

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