“Hello. Is this heaven? May I speak with my Mom?”.
“May I know who’s on the line please?”.
“It’s me, her daughter.”
“This is not heaven. This is a place way before heaven, where we block all the calls going there.”
“Please let my call through. I desperately need to hear her voice and talk to her again.”
“We can’t do that. There are no lines from earth, going to heaven”
“Then would you please call her down to your booth just this once? Tell her it’s urgent.”
“That’s quite impossible. The most that can be done is to send her in your dreams”.
“Please, I beg of you!”
And so she dreamt.
I really don’t want to preach or advice. Please take these as heartfelt words of concern from someone who has been through the traumatic experience of losing a parent, comparatively early in life. 37 is not really the age for a person to lose her mother and 63 is not the age for a person to breathe her last.
There are so many times that I want to call her and just vent , about everything. So many times, I want to call her up and ask HER to vent, about everything, and lighten the weight on her soul, accumulated over a lifetime. I want her advice on so many issues, the kind of advice that only a mother can give. I want a sprinkling of her kind and wise words, on my ragged nerves, to help soothe them. When I am raving and ranting about my spouse after a fight, I want to hear her voice telling me to put myself in his shoes and look at the issue from his perspective. I want to hear her chuckle indulgently, when I tell her, ” You are MY mom, not his!”.
Please savour the time that you have with your parents, those of you blessed souls who are fortunate enough to have them in your life. Call them up, if only to complain about everything. But call them you must, because nobody else will tell a 37 year old you to remember to drink that glass of milk at night.
Please, cherish those who worry about you.
Please, cherish those who love you unconditionally.
Please, call those who want to hear your voice.
Because, there is no phone connection to heaven.
© Aug 2016 Sapna Dhyani Devrani