For my Mother…I may never get another chance.

I’m so fearful of the idea that one day you will leave me, that I often forget to live in the moment. Sometimes, I lie awake, just thinking about what life would be like, when you leave me. You are the first person to love me, before any other. Your sacrifices are endless. I remember when we had to live on banana sandwiches for a while, yet you made it feel like I was eating the best meal on Earth, everyday. I remember hardly seeing you, because you were working day and night, all for us. When Anna and Akka were out, figuring their own lives out, I saw your struggle. I remember your tears, I remember you wiping them away and I remember you smiling. I remember you always telling me to try. My success wasn’t important to you, it was the journey that you were most impressed with. That’s something I have always remembered.

No one puts up with my stupidity, as well as you do. You understand what I feel, without me having to say anything. You remember what it was like being my age and you never stop me from enjoying my youth. You allow me to express myself, without being judged. You give me so much freedom. You know when to give me space and when to smother me in love. You remind me of your mistakes, so that I know that my mistakes are human. You understand the way I look at the world, you understand it’s unconventional and very unlike the way you see it, and yet you never make me feel bad for it. You show your pride through the respect and love you have for me. I only hope to extend these amazing qualities, when (and if) I become a mother.

You’re my best friend. You are so much fun to be around. I am beyond proud to call you my Mother. I know I’m not very emotional, and sometimes I beat myself over how I don’t express my love for you. It’s unusually easier telling other people how much I love you, than telling you yourself. I think since Appa’s passing, I have grown more and more fearful of losing you. I guess I think that detaching myself from you will make that dreaded day easier on me. I know I’m wrong. Thank you for showing me what love means. You have given me a very comfortable life, through your struggle. I know I’m very hard to live with; I’m a minimalist and you’re very opposite. I like how you never give up your ways for me – it reminds me of how strong of a woman you are.

I know your old age has weathered our relationship. It has also brought us closer. It’s a constant reminder of how limited my time is with you. I know what you’re going to say: “I’m not old, I’m still a spring chicken.” The truth is, I don’t want to regret things unsaid. You will never understand how much I love you, Ma. I want to proclaim it to the world. My love for you is infinite. I will always love you, for the rest of my life. Please, never forget that. I don’t ever want you to leave me. I know one day you will, and that’s something I’m slowly growing to accept. I just hope you know that as emotionless as I am towards you, I love you hundred-fold more. You leaving me will, without a doubt, crush me, but I want to relish in the memories I have of you. I love how fun you are, your zeal for life and how adventurous you are. I love how nothing stops you. I love how unbelievably strong you are. More than anything, I love how you are just you.

As your memory fades, I just hope you remember this. God knows when I’ll be able to say it to your face. I know when you read this, tears will be streaming from my eyes. It’s from the bottom of my heart, Mum. I love you very much. You have no idea. You will never leave me, even when you physically do. My love for you will carry on, beyond graves and lifetimes.

Usually, before I sleep, I say two things out loud that I’m thankful for. The first is usually something that happened/I felt during the day. The second never changes:

Thank you, Universe, for my Mother.

20 things university has taught me & 1 thing I’m grateful for

Here are 20 things I learnt at university (other than what I actually went there for) and out of everything, the one thing I am most grateful for:

1) The friends you make within the first month of university most likely won’t be the same friends you’ll hang out with in final year.

2) Laundry can be heavy if not done regularly.

3) It is absolutely acceptable to drink cheap wine as a student.

4) When sharing a cab with five people, paying anything more than £1.50 each is unacceptable.

5) If you can’t sleep in your friend’s rooms whilst they are not there, if you can’t steal their food and if you can’t wear their clothes and not return it for months – they’re not true friends.

6) Give everything you absolutely do not need to charity…bringing everything back home is a pain in the baguette.

7) Four years can go by fast. Don’t waste time.

8) Never buy textbooks. If you have a good library, they will have everything you need.

9) Saving money for a rainy day is an absolute must.

10) It is possible to make a meal out of anything!

11) Don’t trust people too easily. It may backfire on you.

12) Use the “but I’m a student” card a lot! It will save you a lot of money.

13) Four pints of milk will only last a day and a half, in a flat with five girls…especially if they are avid tea drinkers and one of them likes their tea with lots of milk and sugar (wonder who that could be).

14) Family and your best friends will give you the best advice and will always love you unconditionally.

15) Take pictures of everything.

16) Christelle hates hugs and may punch/tickle you if you hug her out of nowhere. 

17) Charleen is the only person who will put on an Indian accent and pretend to be an old Tamil lady with you. “Ah, you know that Kamala son? He always with those nasty girls, that too in his mother’s car! Chiiii.”

18) Holly is an English rose, a proper lady, who can now make an authentic curry – wife material!

19) Shavel will offer everyone tea and when you say you would like one, she will say she “didn’t hear you.”

20) If you randomly make animal noises, crawl on the floor, dress up like a vagabond, put on strange accents and you still have good friends – you’re very lucky. If you find friends who do the same – you are blessed.

 

The one thing I am most grateful for and something I will always remember university for, is how it taught me that my passion and talents lie in cooking. I should have done a food-related degree or gone to culinary school, but if I didn’t go to university, I may have never found my true calling.

Now…I officially miss uni!