LOOKING BACK

 

LOOKING BACK

The path I have trodden seems to reveal me a lot.  It’s more of a self-imposed one and nobody enforced anything on me.  I bossed over myself and chose the track which hardly allowed others any sort of interference. What was good for others seemed to be too bad to me!  Don’t know why?  But I always told myself that I should be different from what others do!  Sometimes I succeeded; but most other times I failed miserably and got embarrassed.  Still I didn’t change and my confusion got confounded!  How could it be? I asked my mind.

Let me introspect as today is the right day!  The day, when my Mom breathed her last; quite inevitable; still it makes me think a bit!  A dominant person she was all through her life and in the family.  A great organizer; good planner; forceful in execution; never say no, spirit; come what may, she would be there to realize her ambition!  But, found it most difficult to keep things going as I was a hard nut to crack!

That’s what made me think and ask a few questions, “Why a person who was so successful in doing almost everything couldn’t move a thing in me?”  “Has she gone wrong anywhere in handling me?”  Oh, No! Hell with it!  It was not her fault, but mine!  Had I submitted myself to her as a child and a grown up, she would have corrected me then and there and would have made a man of myself!  Oh, I missed the ‘Hand of God’ in her!  There, lies the answer. I was a sort of person who would not allow me to be corrected by others, under any circumstances.  What I thought (right or wrong), seemed to be always right to me.  Hence, I continued to do what I thought, without bothering about the repercussions.

This is the time to realize my problems and make amends.  Though late, I got to introspect and do a self-analysis to rectify my mistakes and allow others to correct me as and when required.

Better late than never!

Author's Notes/Comments: 

 

As a young  boy and adult, I never gave any chance to mom to correct me. What I thought (right or wrong) I did.  Though my mom was efficient enough to correct others in the family, she failed miserably in her attempt to woo me and correct me as I refused to submit myself for correction! 

I feel, I should have given mom a chance!

Note: This prose passage, I happened to write on the day of her death.  Incidentally, I couldn't attend her funeral as I was else where on an isolated island in a neighbouring  country. 

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