As kids we hated to study . All we wanted was to get together with our neighborhood friends and play .But mamma was totally strict in that matter .We had to follow a routine.And if late mamma was so fast to bang our bumps with a stick . We cried and moved the house upside down running like little rabbits and our place of security was to hide underneath the bed of our father . And as time elapsed thinking that it was all over we came out from our shell .But it meant more was awaiting .I remember running all over the verandah inorder to avoid mamma's punishment .Mamma was a super runner and she easily caught us with one hand and punished us .How ruthless was she ? And yes she had innovative ways of disciplining us and showering us with her love after all those hue and cry . Once I came late after playing and was giving all my explanations but mamma never listened to our pleas and came running with a broom in her hand and she slipped .How happy I was to see her fall ?God had given her punishment for her misdeeds ,I exclaimed happily .And she ended giving a rough copy and a pencil ... "a hundred lines note to write Sorry to mamma and that I would never utter those words to her ." I went to my room as an obedient child and wrote as fast as I could handing her those pages .I hugged her tight and said a big sorry .Once she got so angry with my younger sister that she tied her in a tree .Oh ! how she cried and we laughed seeing her punishment making fun of her when mamma wasn't there. Mamma's anger would soon dissipate .At night she massaged our bodies and told us motivational stories .She reminded us that we as girls need to be educated and be independent Today as I get reminded of those episodes I thank mamma for disciplining us ,for showing us the road to independence .She did all those to help and mould us to be better ...to be a person responsible .
© Jitu Chetry