Mother

Today I sat beside her, engrossed in the phone as I always do

Suddenly I noticed her hands

These hands seemed no more youthful now like they have lost the brawn

Those were the hands she used to beat the crap out of me when I can't solve maths problems

Those were the hands that used to screw my ears if I mispronounced a Hindi word

Those were the hands she use to feed me with

And I got hit with a nostalgic feeling

I couldn't gather words to put them into a line and ask her "Mom when did the time pass?" 

Is It me who has noticed your sudden transformation from a Hitler to Mother 

Or you were always like this 

Those hands you use to console me with even though I never cried in front of you

Those hands you used to wipe my unseen tears

I remember all of it even after years

I wish I can clench your hands so tight that my energy gets transferred in them

I wish I can just freeze each and every moment to spend 'em with you again and again and again

But I know I can't.

So here, some words from my heart 

Here's a piece of my lil art.