Devious Concoctions.

It was a good Sunday yesterday. My bro was working, my dad was outstation, my grandma and aunt were doing their own stuff. It was just my mum and i to ourselves. I spent most of my time revising in the room while she read some brochures. Actually, i didn’t really revise, rather we were both talking about our trip to Singapore. I was filled with excitement of shopping galore, she was pondering about the hotel reservations. It was a relaxed Sunday.

Later, we both had an early dinner. This time i helped her in the kitchen, which i guess put her in a good mood. Being so, dinner actually became a chit chat session. I haven’t had that in a while actually, with pressure from her job and exam stress on my part, lately it has been one hell of war scene in the house. So it was a total relieve on my part that i actually get to open up to her, even if it’s not about everything, it’s something. We talked about college, her co-workers, magic (surprise surprise), music and a bit more about my life. You see, it’s hard opening to someone who can’t see eye to eye with u about most things. It’s definitely not the generation gap; i see parents who can pretty much understand their teenage kids; it’s the way my mom works. Sometimes, i wanna scream at her just to get my message across, then she’ll say something totally pin-point blank that’ll make me stop in my tracks.

Anyway, after dinner we walked around Bangsar Village II, looking at all the pretty stuff. Shoes, bags, jewelery and dresses!! Hahaha, my mom actually allowed me a dress, a casual dress at that which cost rm80!! Whee…… we had ice cream and then went home. Back home, i had my physics book opened, but didn’t read. Instead we end up commenting on the ‘Dear Thelma’ section in the StarMag. Eventually we ended up talking about family and love. I mean seriously, we talked about relationships, marriage and everything affiliated with it! It’s different seeing my mom in this light.

For example, i ask her why does she not go out with her friends. She’s says she’s got a family, and she doesn’t see the need to spend time with friends who have families of their own to take care of.

I ask her what would she think of me getting a boyfriend. She told me it’s okie to get one, but that education comes first. So no matter what, i would not have to depend on anyone for anything because I’m equipped with knowledge to face the world. Love is important, but dealing and standing up for myself makes a person stronger, and being so means everything is possible.

I asked her what she thought about dad. She said she still loves him, that things that come between them wasn’t our faults. But she’s a mother now, and that she has responsibilities. My bro and i were her bloodlines, anything that happens to us, happens to her too.

I ask her what she would she do if she heard crude remarks about her. She told me to hold my head up high, because who else knows u better than yourself. What is the point of justifying rumors when it will only cause tongues to wag further? Let them talk, only God knows the truth. And that itself is enough.

Ah, it was a good Sunday yesterday. Because it bought me closer to knowing who my mom was. Not the angry, tired woman who comes home from a 9-5 job, but the woman who is true to herself, with a pillar of strength within, but most importantly, she’s my mom.

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