Celebrating Grand/Motherhood

Times have changed and times are strange

Here I come, but I ain't the same

Mama, I'm coming home

Times gone by seem to be

You could have been a better friend to me

Mama, I'm coming home.

(Ozzy Osbourne – Greatest Hits)

Main Kabhi Batlata Nahin

Par Andhere Se Darta Hoon Main Maa

Yun to Main, Dikhlata Nahin

Teri Parwaah Karta Hoon Main Maa

Tujhe Sab Hain Pata, Hain Na Maa

Tujhe Sab Hain Pata, Meri Maa.

(Taare Zameen Par – Shankar Mahadevan)

Death struck again in our family maybe after a gap of two years. A ridiculous visitation which reminded everybody about the ultimate destination. My grandmother was an ordinary being who lived a cornered life in the corners of my ancestral home. Nothing much is known about her. (At least to me). She never told me stories or fed me with her hands. Going by stereotypical images of popular culture she was a bad grandma. Anyway who cares? Her life was hers and she left us with a handful of memories. This blog is dedicated to her and all the good people who loved her.

Above is given the lyrics from songs taken from the domain of my favourite songs. One is Ozzy singing about his home coming and the second from Aamir flick expressing the painful thoughts in a boy’s heart about himself and his mother. The first song is about a changed man and is filled with remorse and regret. He is talking about an irreversible situation. He is changed and even the times are changed. His mama is no more and only he has got (maybe) is a home filled with memories.

The second song is much more in depth when it comes to the emotional side. He is helpless and he is trying to reach out to his mother who never fully understood him. The song is more like a self-reflective character sketch. He is talking about his little life. The song and its singer's heart is at the right place and Sankar is the only singer who can infuse the magic into the lyrics. Hats off to him and to the other two – Loy and Ehasan.