Parent of the Month II (May 2015): LATE MRS. MAYA CHHEDA
Today: 14th May, is my Late Mom’s birthday – Mrs. Maya Chheda. ‘My Parent of the Month’ Series will be incomplete without her mention. I will like to dedicate this post to her with the intention that it will reach her wherever she is. I believe that she did a lot more for others than she received. I intend that with this post, her soul ‘hears’ that she is valued, loved, cared for, and MISSED by many of us even now; that I owe her my life and I Thank her for all the goodness that she instilled in my sister and me in early years. She passed away at an early age of 33 years and I missed out on learning a lot more things from her.
Today I was working at my laptop when suddenly my daughter began singing – “Happy Birthday to you…” Oblivious in my work, I asked her whose birthday was it? She ignored my question and continued singing in the end addressing it to her grandma (my mom). I was thrilled! :)
Mom was born in a large family of 10 children. She was the last of them all and sadly for her, she didn’t get a chance to even see her dad. Her father passed away when she was yet to be born.
The growing years for all the children including her were filled up numerous hardships. Her mom (my grandma) had to financially support the family and also look after so many children. Even though grandma was physically present, she was emotionally missing from mom’s life. Mom was brilliant in academics and she received support from her mom and siblings to study. She was about to finish her Doctorate but did not end up giving the very last paper!
In her own life, mom had considerable financial struggles while she brought us up. She did the best in giving us the love and support she could. There were times of severe financial difficulty and I heard from my elders that she would not eat a single slice of fruit because she would save them to give it to my sister and me.
From the vague memory that I have of my mom, I remember that she would have us recite religious prayers before sleeping, from a very young age. Those values which she gave me in the first years of life, did remain with me and I can say that they came to my ‘rescue’ in my dark times. It helped me immensely to have faith in God and believe in praying.
“Wherever you are Mom, I want to Thank You for embedding religious and moral values in me at a very early age and giving us all the care and love you did. We cherish that and love you”.
Below are heart-felt shares from some of her family members:
“I loved her a lot. She was very intelligent and religious. She had studied Jain religion in deep. She was an expert in cooking and her pani puri was the world’s best. I was very fond of her. She was my ideal and I always wanted to be like her. Your Mom always believed in equality between girl and boy. She never approved of gender bias and clearly corrected those who discriminate between their son and daughter. I still remember her saying that one should give equal love to all children. I am going to feel her loss all my life”.
“As her name suggests, MAYA, she was full of ‘love’. She was like a sister to me. She helped her sister (my wife) to get married in spite of her partial disability. She put an ad in Mumbai Samachar newspaper. Because of Sister Maya’s help, today I have a wonderful wife and daughter.
She was the most beautiful person in the family by looks and by heart. She would treat guests as God and her sacrifice and love for the family was unmatching. She has helped my wife in many ways. When our apartment was getting painted for 9 days, she took my wife – her elder sister to her home forcibly because she knew her sister had allergy to paint. And in those 9 days of stay, even though Sister Maya had her own difficulties, she treated my wife (her elder sister) excellent.
We all miss her a lot. Maybe God had a plan to have her meet her father in heaven and hence took her away from us so early. She has been a blessing and she has left behind 2 beautiful Angel Daughters. May God Bless her and Keep her united with all family members here and in heaven”.
We mutually remember that Mom used to knit sweaters for us. She was super talented. And she always made our birthdays special by making THREE cakes for us. I clearly remember one of the Strawberry or Pink cake that she had made. It used to be Chocolate, Strawberry, and maybe Pineapple. We know that Mom loved us a lot and did many special things for us.
I remember when I would go down to play without shoes and get hurt with nails from the playground or the times when mom would call us back home. She also taught us to help in the kitchen from young age as often her health would not be good.
“Mom I always bake cake for your grand-daughter’s birthday and she loves it. If you were here today, I would bake THREE cakes for You! I trust that you are well wherever you are and may you celebrate that life with Love and Joy You were a very courageous person and you have passed that on to us. Thank You Mom for everything!”
Maya was extremely talented and affectionate by nature. She was good looking, independent, and smart. – She was very fond of keeping a beautiful, neat, and tidy home. Her interests and talents included cooking, stitching, and socializing. She enjoyed inviting people and was loved by her entire family because of her loving and generous nature. She had wonderful handwriting too. She loved her daughters immensely; even though she was strict with them in her discipline rarely have I seen a mother who loves her children so deeply. I still resent the fact that she didn’t complete her doctorate and that she struggled a lot with her kids in the apartment she lived in. I always remember her sharing her wish to come to USA. Whatever I say about her will be less. She left behind a lot of memories in our hearts. Her sudden loss is a wound that cannot be healed.
If I have to sum up in just few words, I can say that Maya was my best friend.
When we were young we shared the same mattress to sleep together, knowing that we had a highly modest upbringing. We laughed, cried, fought, and confided in each other. Many a times she fought with entire family for me! She was the only one I could speak out my heart to about some things that I could not share with anyone else. I think I was v.protective about her. I miss her immensely!———
Thank You everyone for reading this article and for blessing her soul :) It is easier to write about others than to write about someone of your own.
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May her soul rest in peace….! Just felt so much pain after reading these articles.
It is all beautiful Varsha. Life has it’s obstacle courses for us to learn from :) Thank You .
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Dearest Rima we thank aunty today that due to her upbringing and immense love we we are fortunate to have such a kind and loving friend in our lives today in you mothers are truly the role models and true inspiration of our lives i m sure dhreya to is going to turn out wonderfully as auntys legacy will be carried on by you and jinal and passed on to your kids mothers remain immortal for ever thank u rima for being a great friend and even more so a wonderful human being aunty will be extremely proud of how u have turned out three cheers to aunty for her unbounded love courage and dedication to duty which clearly reflects in you too GOD BLESS AUNTY AND ALL OF U AS HER NAME SUGGESTS MAYA SHE KNEW THE WORLD IS AN ILUSIION SHE CAME SHE SAW SHE CONQUERED WITH LOVE AND SET AN EXAMPLE FOR ALL TO MOVE BEYOND THIS MAYA OF THE WORLD AND TRY TO MERGE WITH HIGHER THOUGHTS AND REALITY FOR BEING LOVED BY HUMANS IS GREAT TO BE LOVED BY GOD EVEN GREATER AND AUNTY WAS A TRULY SPECIAL ONE OF GODS SPECIAL CREATIONS WHO CAME DOWN TO TEACH US THE REAL MEANING OF DUTY SERVICE TO OTHERS AND LOVE FOR ALL
Dearest Best Friend, You always have something so unique to say that I am left out of words to even think of. Thank You very much for your kind words for me and my mom and blessings for my sister too.
You are that one friend I know who can stand by me against the world whether here or in heaven, is always around to encourage me, show me my faults with love, and support me.
You are the true writer and not me. A writer captures thoughts and carves them into words to stir up emotions and a picture in mind like no other. In essence, a writer is a psychologist, a sculptor, a painter, an artist, and a leader, you are all of that!