My loving mother is gone
There were times, when I used to call up my mother at 3 in the afternoon, to talk to her.. knowing very well that it was time for her to sleep. But it was my mother, and I could talk to her, and disturb her when I needed her.. for I was her child. She would always be cheerful, even when she was very sick.. it would make me happy, and I knew she was happy also to recieve this untimely call. It is 10.30 PM.. and I feel like calling her up. But she is not there anymore. I want to tell her that I am getting bored, and that I need to get back to work. I want to tell her that I have a small family in qatar made of all my friends. I want to tell her that the baptism of my grandson is coming soon in the USA. I want to tell her that I am getting old also.. not too strong to do what I did always.. the right things. I am sure she would ask me to first have my dinner, for it is too late already. She has left me and has gone away for ever. The only way I can be with her is after this life.. It is a long wait before that happens.. Is it ??
