Only Sweet Memory of My Mom

Only Memory of my Mom I was a most unfortunate child deprived of mother’s affection and care. Her deliberate discrimination regarding my food, dress, daily needs in comparison to my other siblings pricked me, hurt me, insulted me. Bonus points were also added to my credit From her crescent comments. All these left ugly scars scratching a child’s tender heart. Every day I had to feel how much unwanted I was. I remember, I was twelve then. On an occasion, school closed early by three hours. I went to my friend’s house to play carom On excitement of game I was not at all aware of the time When my senses reacted, it was already dark in the evening I rushed home to find my mother waiting at the gate. She didn’t inquire about the delay, but just slapped me forcibly. This type of abuse was expected by me. But surprisingly mom suddenly burst into tears She repeatedly went on saying ‘Why are you so late? I am worried..worried…worried It seemed as if I lost my child.’ That moment I achieved a beautiful scar on my hear.t First and only expression of my mom’s love The precious memory still I cherish. 11/24/15