Breaking Generational Constraints.
Maalu. Everything I do boils back down to Maalu, my mom. I've written five iterations of this caption and backspaced all of it, because I simply can't put into words what this woman means to me.
Of all the times I'm reminded of what an amazing person she is, more than all the moments that shine light on what a great mom she is, it's the moments that make me realize how much this woman is just a girl living her life for the first time too that makes me tear up.
My mom loves butter. She loves sugarcane. She loves lipstick. She's an amazing cook but she hates cooking. She loves to maintain her own garden but only as long as it's her own garden and not another chore assigned to her. She loves organising her things into cases and racks and folds. She's a simp for mehendi. She loves craft, but there's never enough time left for it. She's never visualised her future or dreamed dreams because they were always dreamed and decided for her. She loves dancing. In another life, if she'd had the freedom I had as a girl, she would've loved clubbing. She would've loved trying out different cuisines. She would've loved studying abroad for a bit. She wouldve loved to backpack across europe and make friends from different cultures. She would've loved to earn good money and send it to her parents just for them to splurge it. She would've been a kick ass girl boss who aced whatever job she picked up.
Everything I do, is in honour of everything she could've done, everything she has sacrificed to give me the life she couldn't have. Everytime I travel, I live in the present for her. Everytime I study, I study hard for her. Everytime I work, I work smart for her. Everytime I'm put down, I pick myself up for her. Everytime I feel lost, I find hope, for her. Because for every moment I let pass without giving it my all, is every moment of the innumerable sacrifices she's made to let me get to where I am today invalidated.
At the end of the day, what's the point of anything I do if it isn't a covert way to honour the life she's given me by breaking all the generational constraints she could?
