You Me and US

Mine vs Yours

Siddharth: Maa .. please talk to me .. please Maa

It has been more than a week that Siddharth met with an accident ...that night he had been very reckless .. very irresponsible ... irresponsible because he let his anger and vulnerability overpower him and in that fit of temper risked his own life ..but was it only his life .. No ...Maa .. his sisters ...what about Maa if something happened to him .. he dint think once before he emptied a full bottle of Vodka nor did he think for her before he slammed his feet on the accelerator of his sports car well aware what could happen ... were his own problems more than his Mother and her love for him ... 

The day when he gained consciousness on the hospital bed was the last day his Mom spoke to him .. she was angry .. very angry on him for risking his life ..she dint speak to him for the next whole week even after he came home ... he was missing her .. he needed her to comfort him and bring his confidence back .. he need to be loved again ...

Today he decided enough was enough .. by sulking cribbing or forcing her or punishing himself he would make her talk to him ...and as first step he made her favorite tea early in the morning before she woke up and waited for her in the kitchen .. a sweet smile crept on his face seeing her walk inside and give him a shocked look

Sid: Good morning Maa

Maa:.....

Sid: Maa .. chai .. dekho aapki fav banayi hain maine 

Maa simple took the tea from his hand and sipping it sat down in the armchair in the living room reading her newspaper putting on her glasses

Sid thought mission one complete ... ab chal beta manana hain tho kuch aur karna hi padega and he picked up the water pot to feed the plants in the balcony .... sneakily looking at Maa who looked deeply engrossed in her paper .. little did he know her full attention was on her silly son who was pulling his age old tactics again ...

Next in Mission Manofy Maa was breakfast .. Poha .. yes Poha was Maas all time favorite and by looking at the recipe from the google it looked very easy to Sid 

Sid: Maa .. breakfast main kya khaogi ?? Poha banaooo??

Shanti (househelp): baba aap banate ??.. Malkin suna aapne?

Maa: mmm

Sid: Maa pyaaz kaha hain ??.. dikh hi nahi rahee

Shanthi and Maa exchanged looks and Maa signaled Shanthi to tell him through eyes

Shanti: udhar neeche cupboard hain baba

Sid: Maaaa .. aloo kaha hain

Sid: Maa .. mirchi kitne dalooo

Sid: Poha is puffed rice or fattened rice Maa?

Sid: Oil kitna lagegaaa

Maa put her hand on her head while Shanthi couldn't control her laugh ...

She whispered " Malkin ... aaj Poha banega kyaaa??"

And Maa whispered back " Poha bane na bane Kitchen jal na jaaye bas"

Sid: Maa . Poha main Egg bhi daalu ... what sayyyyy??

Maa reacted instantlyy ..NOOOOOOOOO

And Sid peeped out of the kitchen and laughed ..." Gotchaaa"

How many days can she stay angry on her son .. he was the apple of her eye..her Montu .. the anger she showed was more of a fear which she felt hearing of his accident .. the mere thought of loosing Him just like her husband shook her .. she dint know how to show it .. she knew he had problems .. in his career .. and also personal life .. nothing was rosy ... she understand his frustration but it needed a solution and his way was not correct and he knew it too