HIDDEN CORD.......

It has been precisely one year... my daughter was about to move to Cardiff for her undergrad. It was a proud moment for the family as she was going to study in one of the best business school. Apparently, I was happy too!  I was busy shopping for her, giving her cooking tips and insight about how to cope up alone. Deep inside I wasn't able to cope up myself.

 Few days before she had to leave I started having a terrible headache. I consulted my GP. He asked me if I had some tension?   I said, "Not at all."  He prescribed some medicines and as normal MRI, CT scan and stuff like that.  Day came when she had to leave. I went to drop her at the airport. A warm hug and a few tears, she left for her journey alone.

 Back home I  was busy doing my chores.  Every time I passed her room my eyes got moist, but I held myself steady. She was struggling there I was struggling here to live without each other. Time passed, she adjusted, but I didn't.  My headache started increasing, MRI said all well, then what was wrong? I got my hair chopped in anger thinking long hair was giving me all the burden.

 Rounds of doctors didn't stop! Back of my mind, I was not able to take separation of my child. Finally, my doctor concluded. My anxiety level was at peak I was asked to meditate. I then realised, "When a child is born doctors cut the umbilical cord in split second and separate mother and child; but there is a HIDDEN CORD which can never be cut and binds mother to her child till she is alive."

Many family and friends now ask me how is my daughter doing there? Is it a good idea to send a child abroad? Candidly speaking I can't give a reasonable suggestion.  It is that Tangy spice of life which provides a strong punch.

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