A single parent? How does it sound.. People get sympathetic all of a sudden. It's more than that really. When I was little my mom never used to eat outside I thought she is being a typical brahmin lady and doesn't want to eat out and stuff when I grew up I realized that ain't the truth. My mom rarely eats outside even when she does she settles herself with a dosa or limited meals from HSB.All the mothers are the same they sacrifice things for the family. A father may have too atleast that what I was been told. When we have a father and mother to run a family all of a sudden it all gets crazy. We have all been in a situation where we are in need of money. You take a normal middle class family in Chennai. We have a mom, a dad and a couple of kids. All four in a single motorcycle. The dad works his ass off to keep the family intact and mother may or may not work equally. The children share everything equally. In my case none of this happened. Not a single day have I seen my mom sit and have a cup of tea with me. I don't recollect a single memory of her spending time with me when I was little. Most of my childhood covered up my grandparents.Me and my uncle used to buy full carrier meals from the hotel near by on Sundays as all of us lived together.Later on he got married and moved to another place. I realized this is what happily ever after means. I was so wrong so dam wrong. All went well until I reached 14.It was a special year for me as I did my arrangetram(a graduation ceremony for classical dance) that year. Four of us did our arrangetram and we really worked hard for it. I used to come home and practice my expressions. I was so thrilled and our teacher told us it is like a mini marriage. My school hours in Kv were different I went early and returned home before other school children did. I still remember that pitiful day I fainted in the hotel where I was suppose to grab lunch for my grandparents and my uncle. I had been affected with Chikungunya a week before my arrangetram. All my hard work came to an end. I was about to give up but my mam wasn't going to give up on me that easy.She was so firm that I should dance and I did. It wasn't easy but I did it with all the prayers but no I was not happy. My whole family got struck by Chikungunya. My grandfather who had lot of dreams and very little money was the first person who wanted me to dance back in kindergarten and was keen on my arrangetram . Neither of my family members made it that day. My mom however was better than everybody else had an accident on her way to attend my arrangetram. It didn't stop there. A month later my uncle died. It was a tragic blow for us. He died 3 days prior to my birthday. A year later my grandfather who was my everything passed away. The worst part is he couldn't remember any one of us except my grandmother. He told her he will come back which he did but not alive. After my uncle's death he had not been himself lately. A year later my another granddad died. He was admitted in hospital during my board exams and died just before my maths exam. It was my cousin sister's birthday. He loved me equally well. I was not sure why God was being so cruel to me. I was young and confused. My teenage should have been something with memories but it ain't got any. Now I had three widowed ladies in my life. Two grandmothers and my mother. A year later the grandmother who lived with us passed away. She was not my grandmother she was my mother. When I was young I used to call her "AMMA". I didn't know she wasn't my mother. My mother was someone who used to live in my house used to dress well and leave for work and come home and sleep. I didn't know who she was until I reached a certain age. My grandmother's death brought a huge impact on my life. The pitiful year 2009.8 years since then me and my mother are living alone.Two years back my another grandmother passed away. Officially all my grandparents left me. My mother had experienced everything she could ever imagine of. You love someone you marry them all of sudden they die, your parents die, your in laws die, Your youngest sibling dies. She has seen a lot of pain. For most of you who know my mother well. Yes she is not a friendly lady. She is rude. But that's what life gave her. It taught her to let go of people she loved. Of all which she has only her daughter left. People complain a lot about her that she is messy, she sleeps all day. Yes she is tired of the life she got. She celebrates life through me. She made me study and got me every single thing I have asked for. A lot of people in my age go through breakups, heartaches and stuff.. I just want to tell you guys one thing. Life is just more than that.. You will find "THE ONE" sooner or later.My mother had 100 reasons to take her life but she also had one reason she shouldn't and the reason was ME. Nowadays children who are barely in their teens think about suicide. They aren't able to accept betrayal, failure.Suicide is definitely not the solution. Whatever happens life has to go on.. You need to show the person/people who "YOU" actually are. How their "No's" turned you into what you are today. You suicide people will forget you one day.You succeed that will speak for you. All of us are struggling to lead life in some way. Why is our lives not the way it must have turned out to be? If it did we will forgot GOD. Life live and celebrate it. God bless.
