tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5175359865999059996.post1922666122703472205..comments2023-07-11T07:54:34.702+03:00Comments on Scribblings: I love/hate you, Mom. Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08787858130049311614noreply@blogger.comBlogger13125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5175359865999059996.post-13730034389082000352016-11-10T22:28:58.545+03:002016-11-10T22:28:58.545+03:00Mothers!!!Mothers!!!Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08787858130049311614noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5175359865999059996.post-9434729453778870592016-11-10T22:27:02.711+03:002016-11-10T22:27:02.711+03:00Family should be more expressive. We show our ange...Family should be more expressive. We show our anger and the negative emotions, but the love, warmth and all are always missing. They are so deeply hidden. Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08787858130049311614noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5175359865999059996.post-62727453571550133532016-11-10T22:26:07.851+03:002016-11-10T22:26:07.851+03:00Thank you :)Thank you :)Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08787858130049311614noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5175359865999059996.post-882186511488380232016-11-10T22:25:52.853+03:002016-11-10T22:25:52.853+03:00Same here... :)Same here... :)Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08787858130049311614noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5175359865999059996.post-48652927837850512432016-11-10T22:25:38.705+03:002016-11-10T22:25:38.705+03:00I guess, every mothers are somewhat the same. I guess, every mothers are somewhat the same. Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08787858130049311614noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5175359865999059996.post-35316544896933348522016-11-10T22:25:05.130+03:002016-11-10T22:25:05.130+03:00Yea.. thou late glad for the realization. Yea.. thou late glad for the realization. Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08787858130049311614noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5175359865999059996.post-58049961052506829492016-11-07T07:00:37.691+03:002016-11-07T07:00:37.691+03:00This comment has been removed by a blog administrator.Rekhahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13233279907027595531noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5175359865999059996.post-32367194010633507152016-10-31T14:50:41.006+03:002016-10-31T14:50:41.006+03:00Wow, such a nice personal post. Infact I had a squ...Wow, such a nice personal post. Infact I had a squabble with my mom today. I'm in a different city & she wont take care of hersel. And, it makes me so mad.<br /><br />SlimExpectationshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00552794436715288369noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5175359865999059996.post-85808056630181467132016-10-30T12:37:47.726+03:002016-10-30T12:37:47.726+03:00Sad truth of life... we are never really raised to...Sad truth of life... we are never really raised to voice our emotions of love towards our parents, are we? I see a lot of my family in your description... and I hope at some level, when the time comes, I will be a more affectionate parent.<br /><br /><a href="http://www.godyears.net" rel="nofollow">Godyears.net</a><br />Dr Roshan Radhakrishnanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17568986447487703775noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5175359865999059996.post-52808394537966295072016-10-29T11:46:19.578+03:002016-10-29T11:46:19.578+03:00It happens with most of us. As kids, we find diffi...It happens with most of us. As kids, we find difficult to understand our mothers but as we grow, as our responsibilities increase, we tend to go through the same emotions, our mothers have faced in their lives. It's only then we can fully understand them. However, every generation probably navigates through this phase. Well written.Rajashreehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12443768949983123397noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5175359865999059996.post-91285654386544471462016-10-28T14:47:56.803+03:002016-10-28T14:47:56.803+03:00Oh, I do understand! Been there, done that! Am I p...Oh, I do understand! Been there, done that! Am I proud of it? Well, no. But I think I understand my mom more now which makes me appreciate all her doings.Shalinihttp://kohleyed.menoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5175359865999059996.post-30245335338837750422016-10-28T13:06:53.789+03:002016-10-28T13:06:53.789+03:00What a lovely post. I don't really remember ha...What a lovely post. I don't really remember hating my mom but I know my daughters definitely went through hating me! I was the one who wielded the whip and their dad spoiled them rotten. Penelope Potty Snooperhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13506050791510159530noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5175359865999059996.post-4039276498909298552016-10-28T12:49:13.795+03:002016-10-28T12:49:13.795+03:00I read Rekha's post yesterday. And, honestly I...I read Rekha's post yesterday. And, honestly I feel its in our Indian culture that we do not express our feelings openly. That's the reason we assume that our parents do not love us enough, especially, the mothers, since they were the disciplanarians. But thankfully, as we grow, we realise how much they really love us despite not expressing it.Vinodinihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10293137036120700126noreply@blogger.com