I am supposed to write something about the next guest blogger of the Series of Guest Posts, and I don’t know what to say. My sweet ‘little’ friend, just like a sister and an enchantingly thoughtful writer, she surpasses herself everyday. I give you, Shruti of Hits and Misses, she writes to move you, completely and totally… Gave me a guest post in less than 24 hours of knocking at her Facebook door! If you don’t read her, from now on you always will. This one’s a beautiful blogger and a thoughtful blogger and a ‘tall’ blogger and a honey-sweet friend! Love you dearie! G 🙂
This is your elder son Aaryan. I hope you remember me. You may wonder what am doing. Mom, do you know anything about me? My friends tell me that ‘Mother is the only human being in this universe who nurses, pampers and supports you both in good and bad times. She is the one who showers you with unconditional love, care and affection’. I have experienced them till you gave birth to Nithin. It has been 24 years since I have experienced love, motherly love. Nithin was brilliant, fair unlike me. But he is not compassionate like me. I have been longing for your love. Dad speaks with me occasionally. But you care for Nithin always. Why mom? I have been a loser all through my life. But mom, till you showed your love, am first in everything. from sport to academics. When your love diminished my performance lessened. I faced failures. WHO WILL LIKE A LOSER?
I studied hard for all my exams and went to exam. But through my window i saw both you and dad waving to Nithin. I forgot everything I studied and wanted to hug you like Nithin. But you avoided me. Gradually Nithin studied well and got your attention. But me, on the other hand literally failed in all the subjects and became a dumb-head. WHO WILL LIKE A LOSER?
Once, I went to music classes that you organized. But later I learnt that the fees was paid only for Nithin. When I came home and asked you the reason. Mom, do you remember the reason? You said Nithin LIKED music. But you never knew, I LOVED music. Later when Nithin won a music competition, I was the no-hoper again. WHO WILL LIKE A LOSER?
Have you ever sat beside me and asked me the reasons for my worst performance in academics? I still remember the night when my XII result came. I got 74%. When dad was discussing about my higher studies, you told, “Honey, he is a loser. How much ever we spend on him, we will get disappointed. Instead if we make Nithin study MBBS he will study well and make us proud.”. Still dad persisted, “Lakshmi, we have to make Aaryan study too. We are his parents too”. A fight broke between you two and finally dad asked me to do BA in economics. I wanted to study Engineering. But I was afraid of losing the string of love you had on me. I wanted to finish the degree without arrears. But things had never fallen in its place for me. I failed again. WHO WILL LIKE A LOSER?
I was completely lost when you spoke with me face-to-face on my 22nd birthday. You told me that am a black mark to our family. You further added fuel to the fire that You are ASHAMED of being the MOTHER OF A LOSER. You finally asked me, “Aaryan, I don’t know why you are living and why God created you!”. If you had stayed there you would have heard the shattering sound of my heart. That day I decided to make you proud. I wanted to get back your love. Mom, though you love Nithin, you failed to understand that I LOVE YOU! I left house without informing you. But later learnt from my friends that you never bothered about that. Again I faced failure, this worse than everything. WHO WILL CARE FOR A LOSER?
That was the day, which turned my life upside down. I wanted to prove You, Nithin and everyone that I am not a Loser like you people think. I joined Indian Army as a Commando and rose to the post of Major. Now am Major. Major. Aaryan Bharadwaj. I am posted in, sorry, I was posted in Siachen Glaciers. You may wonder about the change of tense. Yes mom, you will be receiving this letter, the day I sacrifice my life for our country. Mom, in a few hours, they will bring in my body for performing final rites. I’ve one final wish that can be granted only by you. Mom, I don’t know whether you will cry for this LOSER, but give me a kiss in my cheek like the one you gave me before giving birth to Nithin. Mom please mom…
With hugs and Kisses to my dearest Mom,
Lakshmi’s hand trembled on reading this letter handed over by Commando Rajanth Singh (Aaryan’s best friend in Indian Army). When she saw her son’s body covered with the Tricolor Flag, she broke down completely. She cried so much and wanted her son to comeback alive – she realized her mistakes and understood her son’s love. But it was too late. He became a Hero for the entire country and they felt his loss. She caressed his soul-less body, kissed him and hugged him. The missed hugs and kisses were there, but Aaryan wasn’t there to embellish the moment.
WHO WON’T LIKE A HERO?