If I look backward till the time I can remember, I always seen my mom as a strong lady – more emotionally than physically. There are many an incidents I can recall where she showed her confident self to the world. My dad never had to bother of any household issue or event happening outside home with any of the kids ( and he still doesn’t ). Mom took care of all and everything. I particularly remember her going to a guy’s home and slapping him when he misbehaved with her friend’s daughter. To this date, very few people know of the incident but those who know, are still in awe of her. Or the one time when she walked all alone from my place to her friend’s house at 10 in night to be with her as her husband was admitted to the hospital. She took the role of care taker and protector with such ease that people in old neighborhoods still praise her to no end.
And when last weekend we went shopping, I saw her in new light. My mom was scared of the busy traffic , of the blaring horns and angry drivers. I did not realize first that she was left behind as i walked ahead. It was a minute later that i saw her across the road, a little confused and skeptical of crossing the road. I waited long but she did not seem to decide well. So I finally went back, held her hand and crossed the road with her.
Late in the night, I sat and wondered if it was a casual omission on my side to forget she was aging. My mom was getting old every year and I refused to notice ? Or did I not acknowledge the fact ! Whatever be it, It was a sad realization for a moment. I felt so protective suddenly and at the same time so helpless.
I just do not want to see her that scared again. ever !