Have you ever felt like going back in time? Maybe to re-live some
cherished moments or to undo some mistakes we must have done. With this thought
I am going to start a new segment - Freewinds! Taking time out to look back on
what has happened in past, re-learn, refresh and maybe even re-live. This post
is somewhat re-living what happened many years back.
I must have been in 5th or 6th std, it was raining
very heavily. Amma wanted to get something from the nearby grocery store, so I
instantly offered to help her. This was my chance to go for a walk in the rain.
As I walked through the rain enjoying suddenly ground beneath me disappeared.
It took me a while to realise that I had fallen into a manhole.
With my leg stuck between metal pieces, I couldn't get out. Noticing the
delay in returning, Amma came looking for me and found me stuck in the manhole.
She pulled me out, hugged tightly and took me home. For the rest, I do not
remember except the stinging pain thanks to the fall and tetanus shot.
The reason why I am reminded of this incident today is, my little Smera
fell down from her tricycle and slightly fractured her arm. It all happened in
front of my eyes and I just couldn't anything. Felt like Deja vu, just that the
characters were different, I am the mum and Smera the daughter.
It was good fortune the hospital was 5 minutes away, so couldI rush her
in for a quick check. My worst fear came true when the doctor said it’s a
slight fracture and we need to straighten her bone. Brave little one did all
this without anesthesia and got her a pink bandage to match with most of her
clothes in her wardrobe.
This entire incident has made wonder what my parents would have gone
through each time I fell down and came home hurt and bleeding. This is the
tough part of being a parent, to watch them fall.
Smera has been astonishingly courageous during this whole period. It
goes without saying that she gets frustrated and irritated when it itches a
lot, but even then a little distraction helps her forget. I am sure this is not
the only time we will be feeling like this. But that’s what growing up is!
Kudos to my little Smera, you make me and daddy so proud!
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Take care little one and you too.
ReplyDeleteThanks Mridula - I am sure she will recover soon and once she is good then even I will be at peace !!
DeleteMommyhood takes us back to childhood often. Nice writeup.
ReplyDeleteAbsolutely Indrani .. I am reminded of those when I turn up at the doorstep with some injury and that look on my parents face !!
DeleteFeeling really sorry for the fracture...... Wishing a speedy recovery......
ReplyDeleteThank you Debopam :D
DeleteThat's the gift every mother is endowed with, constantly getting remembered by her children. In fact we begin to realize the value of mother only when we grew up.
ReplyDeleteYou are so right ... I remember hearing this from my dad and mum "you will understand when you become a parent" and it's true I do now .. And I love them even more for putting up with me ..
Deleteoh poor kid !! pray for her fast recovery !! recall my days when I was trying to jump off a wall and ended up crashing inside neigbour's garage and I saw a maggie shaped left hand .. so puzzled I got !! It was a sunday or some holiday, and somehow even I had to get my bone straightened without any anesthesia but seeing my mum crying throughout .. I behaved braved as if - All is Well !
ReplyDeleteI know what you may be going through !
Oh no !! that must have been really painful .. reading itself is painful imagine going through that .. while I have to confess I even I was no less !!
DeleteI m yet to experience parenthood but i can quite relate to ur post
ReplyDeleteBut apart from these little things here and there .. it's an absolute bliss and funny at the same time ... :D
DeleteHope she recovers quickly! Kids are extremely brave :)
ReplyDeleteYes I am praying for that too :D
DeleteOh dear. Take care, you two! Wish her a quick irritation-free recovery!
ReplyDeleteI remember having come home like that many a times, I only hope my future child gives me a lesser number of heart attacks than I might have given my parents!
Deepa - very true it's like having mini heart-attacks ..
DeleteI simply love the way your daughter is still smiling in the pic while carrying a huge pink bandage on her arm. I wish her speedy recovery. But yes relationship of a mother with her children is always beautiful and remains the same immaterial of passing generations. You ll get even more deja vu's as your child grows up slowly, fondly reminding you of your own childhood with every passing moment :) Good post!
ReplyDeleteJiggyasa - Thank you so much for this lovely comment ..
DeleteSay, aal is well!!! let the time to heal the wounds!
ReplyDeleteAll is well Anupam
Deleteohh...TAKE CARE of your kid :)
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ReplyDeleteMay the Lord bless the little angel. Your trip down the manhole was well-captured, even if alarming.
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