Mother's Day is approaching....and every body is writing.  I lost my mom a few years ago and I reckon this is the perfect opportunity for me , to tell her how much I still love her and miss her ! Am sure she'd read this from heaven or probably from the spot down there ......where the sun sank below the horizon !!!! ( I firmly believe she dwells there )
 Thank you Sulekha for giving me this opportunity to pen down my thoughts. My mother was a voracious reader , a devout Rabindra sangeet fan . She was immersed in Tagore ......Hence, here's an excerpt from "Geetanjali" ---My master

            "  .........My heart longs to join in thy song, but vainly struggles for a 
                       voice. I would speak, but speech breaks not into song , and I cry
                      out baffled. Ah, thou hast made my heart capture in the endless
                      meshes of thy music, my master ( my mother ) !!   

                      Life of my life , I shall ever try to keep my body pure , knowing
                          that thy living touch is upon all my limits .
                         I shall ever try to keep all untruths from my thought ,
                       knowing that thou art the truth which has kindled the light of reasonin my mind.

                   I shall ever try to drive all evils away from my heart and keep
                         my love in flower, knowing that thou hast the seat in the inmost
                           And it shall be my endeavour to reveal thee in my actions ,
                            Knowing it is thy power given me the strength to act . "   

I wish , she could be still with me. We used to laugh together, cry together, read together...The relationship was so intense , yet paradoxical---It required intense love  on my mom's side, yet this love posed no problem for me to grow up and become fully independent. SHE WAS MY BIGGEST CHEERLEADER !!!!!!!