#MemoriesofMotherhood : Whats in the name?

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I have a son and a daughter, now my son is 24 and my daughter is 30 and married.

When my son was about 3 or 4, he had this dry skin issues, and a homeopathic doctor suggested "Radha face oil" to be applied every night

That oil used to smell bad, and my son used to run away from it.

He used to say “You are after me for Radha face oil, so from today your name is Radha oil”

For months, I was called “Radha oil”, my daughter followed the suit of calling me “Radha oil”

That name stayed.

Slowly, “radha oil” changed to “Oil”

The word “Amma” was uttered only when they had to inform me something. But, when my kids came to cuddle or shower their love I was called “Oil”

Then over the years  “Oil” became “O-yal”

All my relatives, friends, their friends knew who “O-Yal” was, I am not sure how many people know the story behind it

When they are in a playful mood ‘O-Yal” becomes “Yal” and L is stressed.

Every birthday card, Anniversary card, its always Love you O-Yal and Appa.

Like every mother, I have the dream of seeing my daughter as a bride, I see her wearing nine yards, looking like a princess, I have tears in my eyes,

I felt a hand holding my hand, it was my son saying “O-yal, I am with you, I will always take care of you”

My daughter turns to me with a smile on her face, excuses herself from the ceremony, sprints to me in that outfit and says “O-yal, I am still your little girl, I am going to call you every day and make my kids call you O-yal  too”

Now, my son is away to another country, my daughter is married and moved away, though they make it a point to call me every day.  

I still miss their loud, brash “Yallllll, I am home”

I miss them running to me when I am back from work calling “Ohhhh-Yal”

For every mother her kids are the best.

I am no different,

For me my 2 kids, are my 2 heart and my soul

And I am still called ‘O-yal” and I love it

Old Couples

When I see an old couple, even for that matter my parents and in-laws, if gives me this happy-warm feeling inside.

Two people, unknown to each other, together for so many years in spite of so many differences. Its just amazing.

They have and are, actually following their marriage vows.

They stand by each other in thick and thin
They share sorrows, happiness, smiles, tears
They help each other in every possible way
They have unconditionally loved each other for so many years
They have been an emotional pillar for each other
They have mentally, taken care of each other. Hugged each other when required
They have supported each other financially
They have grown together
They have fought, kissed and made up

Now, in the fast-food days, we need everything this instant. If something is wrong in the relationship, instead of understanding, adjusting, compromising and talking it out, we end up breaking the relationship.
That is exactly why divorces these days have become very common.

I want a marriage like the old couple. I want the time when Marriage was for keeps

"Its easy to break a marriage, it takes effort to keep it going strong"

In-Laws

Being done with the honeymoon phase, here enters reality.

After the frenzy of the ceremony, after bidding good bye to the relatives, after being the princess for a day and after the honeymoon actually starts the real life.

I have stayed in my parents house all my life, my parents house is a nice big apartment, on the main street in a very happening city. Now, I have shifted to a not so happening  city, to a very small apartment in a kind of boring location.

Win , being a sweetheart, took in all my whining, and gave me my time to settle down in here. He let me be me. He let me decorate the house as per my wishes and never ever said anything.
I am not pro-cook, I can cook to save my soul.
I have been feeding Win god-knows what, and that nice man has never ever complained even once.

This month we did our first road trip, and went to his parents house.
Trust me, all that thing about "mother-in-law-daughter-in-law never get along" is just a hype.
I have a super sweet mother-in-law who treats me like her daughter, I think i get more pampered in Win's parents house than I ever got in my house

A little effort from your side, being nice to him and his family, thinking that his parents are like your parents, treating his folks like yours, would make him happy.
And an happy husband = A happy marriage = A happy you