There are many people who I can think of, but I guess for this I’ll go with the person who popped yours truly out – my mother. Well, she might not be the mother of the year or so material, but well, she is the mother. 🙂
My mother is one of the most paradoxical person in this planet. I’m not even surprised after this small interaction. I didn’t took to facebook or twitter to ask for suggestion, as most probably either I never get anything useful, at least on time when needed, or not at all. Oh but post something controversial, or at least seeming that way, or a picture with a celebrity and it goes BOOM! So I waited for my mother to come back home who just arrived some past 11 PM at home as she had gone for a wedding of a relative, and there was no one I could ask besides myself, which I have already done quite a number of times and just didn’t want to do that for who knows what time again.
And now, when I ask her simply to give me an adjective and a noun, she says ‘beautiful’ and after a moment pause of thinking, ‘life’. Then I ask her suggest me an article or simply something what I should write about today, and she immediately tells me, “Write how much life is troublesome for me. Regarding you, your studies, your health, your future and all that tension on me.” And my reaction was, really? Totally the other way of what you said some seconds ago?
Heck, I’m just stopping here. I should have just named this as ‘Typical Mothers’ but I’ll just leave it so.
“You don’t eat anything. You just waste food and money.”
“You aren’t eating properly. You are ruining your health.”
“And when you do, you just consume junk. Still not good for your health.”
“Not to mention wasting money and food.” (again)
This is my response. The above is from my mother as the title says, with the usual helpless me. This just happened some minutes ago as I typed this.
always live usually tend to agree to disagree. More or less.
So this one can be a bit tricky one. Thinking of love, to me and everyone else, a lot of things come into mind, here speaking in context of pictorially. Now I’m not going to speak about love or give my ‘opinion’ on it, hell in reality you can’t have an opinion or perspective on such things.
There is love, unconditional, there is affection, attachment, lust, just making yourself feel good. Most people easily confuse all of them, and all of them are related in one way or the other so it becomes tricky.
So here I’m just posting the first thing which came into my mind. My home has been a birth house for numerous pigeons and sparrows for nearly a decade, this is a pic taken a long time ago (don’t exactly remember when, might pre-date 2007) which I originally posted in my other blog (sorry for the ‘low quality post’, was pretty naive back then if you see the archives).
A mother’s love for children. Pure, unconditional love. Here is a bonus picture of the baby pigeons some time after birth.
Well sadly we live in such a world where mothers sell their children, kids kill their parents and all such shit happen. Always try to be realistic, but that doesn’t mean have to be all pessimistic.
And speaking of mothers, today is my mother’s 51st birthday. Happy Birthday Mother (yeah I call/address her that).