Life is actually unbearable with the mercury rising so high, to 45 degrees Celsius in my locality now a days. All the sources of water has been since dried up coming to a trickle. My cooler is old obsolete enough to render it partially unworkable. Still I could manage to sit before the computer continuously for hours together to-day. Some letters celebrating Mothers Day has just arrived from no other than my friend from France, Bigina. I wonder she takes it so seriously but in my part of the world there is no such concepts of celebration. A cultural difference?
I was actually obsessed with some tasks in the computer which ultimately postponed due to mainly the slow Internet connection. A page in my connection takes a long long time to open. What does Mothers day signify? Is this to symbolise the Love and Affection we are apt to seek from our Mothers? But I think the relationship of a mother with her progeny is so pristine, so ebullient and so above all worldly conceptions that to mark the day will definitely diminish the sanctity of that relation. No amount of marking can match that immeasurable. It is precisely intangible. So not to diminish that sanctity perhaps , in our locality no such a day as a Mothers day.
