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Little life lessons I have learnt from my mother.



Mothers are the sweetest and kindest souls ever, would not be an overstatement. I dont understand then why only my mom has to differ. I dont mean that she isnt sweet but yeah she is definitely not sugar sweet type.(atleast to me). How she is to my kid brother is a thing to debate. No matter what she has to offer as an explanation I would never buy into one.

The funny thing is my brother thinks exactly the same thing about my mums and my relation. He thinks she takes my side and favours me more than him. Earlier I never used to understand this complexity of the mind. Both of us had proper theories and proofs to support our case. And my mum used to clarify all the time that she is not on any one particular side and that we will only get it when we have our own children. And how on point was she? Now that I have my own two kids, history is repeating itself and now I am the one who no matter how hard I try, can never be a good referee. There are maddening allegations made by both my daughters that I like the other one more. I have started understanding what my mother must have gone through when we did the same thing to her.

The only mistake I am making is trying to explain why I am correct in taking a particular side at that time. This totally goes against me. The kids of todays generation are way too ahead in their game. They know how to knock you down and rule you. And as long as we play dumb and dont show them who is the boss they will have us all wrapped up around their little finger.

My mother is great when it comes to showing that she is still the boss. You can give her all the BS you want but at the end of it she will know when and how to throw her mom authority and make you do exactly what she thinks is correct. She can persuade you in such a way that you will think- oh what a great idea and why didn't I think of it before. How will you? As you were vehemently opposing the same idea a few minutes back. That's the calibre of her persuasion.

She is the most generous woman I have ever met in my entire life. And I dont think I can ever come close to her. The way she has conducted herself and come out of all the savage ways of life is commendable. I am trying to get there slowly and gradually one day at a time. My only secret wish is , if I dont get all the inherent qualities of my mum atleast they should pass down to both my daughters. It's also kind of easy for them to understand my parents in a better way as they gel with them on a very different level. For my brother and me, my parents were quite strict.( quite here being superlative). However, with their granddaughters they are extremely doting and spoiling them way too much. Also most of the times they gang up on me.( me being their common enemy). So it will be no wonder if they pass on their little secrets to their granddaughters and not me.





    

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