The Alluring Anecdotes

Lost are the times when the only thing we cared about was to finish the school homework. The real fights ended at winning the TV remote. Sibling rivalry of proving their favorite tv show was considered the greatest achievement. The infinite road trips with parents, spending hours to pick restaurants to dine out instead of having everything being delivered at our doorstep, our favorite songs playing non-stop on the CD Player which absolutely eliminated the confusion of picking songs from a hundred apps. Gone are the days where our laughter echoed with every step-down in the game of Snake and Ladder or with every bad number on the dice. I think relationships were less complicated and the world seemed like a place with endless possibilities. All these seem like memories locked in time. Coming back home to mom's favorite Masala Maggi after a game of Hide and Seek was the sweetest and most difficult wait ever. Maggi on one hand and Horlicks on the other seemed like the p...

What do I write? Where do I start? My fondest memory definitely goes back to the time when I continuously observed her (mom) every move and tried to replicate that. Pleading her to get me a nose stud with a shining stone was a huge task but it eventually paid off. She was blamed for getting a piercing done for a six-year-old (me) but I was the happiest person :P. From being my fashion designer, and my favorite foodie partner to my fellow companion, she has made sure she was always there no matter what. No this does not mean she does not correct me when I am wrong, she does it mom style😂 And this is not a one-way feeling, we learn from each other. Yes. We are each other's mental strength. On this world mental health awareness day, I would like to acknowledge and thank her for all the small and the greatest things she had done for me. She stands like a pillar and sets everything right. Her words not only pushes all my problems away but also helps me find the simplest way of facing...