This Is The Time

My mother Smt. Veluvali. Bhramaramba passed away peacefully in her sleep in the early morning of 01-01-2010 at 0630 hours. She has been suffering for the last thirty years with arthritis. She has been on the bed since my father's death in 1976. All these years she guided us like a lighthouse. We were small children when father passed away. I was fifteen years old. I am the eldest of all the children and only son. I have three sisters. All are juniors to me. My father worked in Education Department in Andhra Pradesh. We moved from place to place as and when he was transferred. But when he started suffering from blindness due to long standing diabetic condition, he took a long leave and we began our life in Palakol, a nice place in West Godavari district of Andhra Pradesh. That was in 1975. Within one year my father succumbed to his illness, leaving us behind.  My mother directed my fights, giving me much needed words of courage and understanding. We fought for my f...

My mother was a from a sleepy village. Her father was the village karanam . Their house was a center point for any and every activity of the village. My mother learned classical music, knew how to stitch and read scriptures widely by the time she married my father. She was a great source of inspiration to all of us. She taught us values of life by example. I am dedicating this post to all mothers. I know that every mother is as great as my mother. I lost my mother on the first day of 2010.Somehow, I feel that she is always there with me. I am enclosing a poem for all those people who lost their mothers. MOTHER You Never Lose Your Mother Though You Said Last Good Bye You May Be Heart Broken Parting Your mother,But Mother Never Dies. Mother Taught To You Love ,Cry, be Kind. Seek God First Hug Mother, First To Cry For Your Mother First To Laugh ( Smile) Mother. NO You Have Not Lost Mother Though You Said Last Good Bye Through Your Thoughts And Deeds Sh...