Yet again a truly brief write-up. Well, the second jab of the vaccine needs nursing still. I feel drowsy yet, though the mild fever is gone, and the terrible body ache seems to subside earlier this time. Even then I am not exactly my own self. So this short version.
Well, have you realised that the moment we are in the throes of any deep feeling, we remember 'mother' the most. At least in Marathi, the linguistic echo of any pain, grief, disappointment, hurt of any type, physical or psychological, any excitement seems to be an intense call to "Aai", right?
Remember how, during his heydays, Sachin Tendulkar had popularised a certain Marathi expression as a signature tune of his feelings? Some proof that should be of my point of view. In a way, we also use " bap re" to show of our deep feel of any kind.
Wonderful, is not it, how Marathi uses the closest and the absolutely irreplaceable relationships to express any and every intense feel that echoes in the chambers of our heart, soul and head. Losing parents is indeed missing wor(l)ds! Forever!
Pratima@ p(l)ain echoes!
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