Final year of A level and loads of university applications. Why is this so important? Because to edit the essays, complete homework and to submit applications I had to stay up till 2am. I was awake like an owl and from my room I could see dim lights in the lounge which were an evidence that I was the only one awake in my home.
I was reading the notes of economics because I had a quiz in the morning and I fell asleep without even turning off my laptop. I woke up at 6am. The floor was covered with documents and stationary, and I was covered with my blanket. I started rummaging in my documents for the essay I had to type and .........WAIT! I don't remember pulling out my blanket from cupboard before sleeping!
Maybe it magically appeared! I thought to myself. Came back to senses-Maybe I did pull it out of the cupboard while sleeping. So I gathered my stuff and filled my bag pack, changed into school uniform and went downstairs for breakfast. My mom made me a quick breakfast- fried egg and a glass of milk. She was not lazy, I just did not have enough time because I was getting late. While I was sipping the milk, my mom broke off a thread from my jacket. She was looking for a moment to speak. I was hurrying up because I was getting late for school. She said: "you should manage your time properly, you don't get enough sleep and then you sleep in weird positions and even without a blanket, you know how cold the weather is right? You don't want to catch a cold and mess up your routine do you?"
It was my mom who woke up after 2am from her deep sleep just to check up on me whether I am done with my applications or not and whether I have gone to sleep or not. She did that at 12am as well and even at 1 30am. The whole day I was preoccupied by the thoughts about this minute incident but a really important one. How did she wake up without an alarm just to check up on me? How restless was her night? Why was I troubling her during my university application? She cares so much about me and still I take her for granted. I felt ashamed of myself that day. After waking up for such a short sleep I stretched and I could feel the pain in my bones caused by all the stress but what about her? She is an old woman who had a restless night and then woke up so early and made me a tasty breakfast. Ashamed I went home and thought about this more.
*Sometimes when you look at the person you are thinking about, you tend to imagine situations and you can actually see their facial expressions that they will make in those particular situations.* Eating those peanuts while sitting near her in the TV lounge, that is what I was doing. I was imagining her waking up after I had fallen asleep and then pulling out the blanket. She must have tried to turn my laptop off but then saw something half typed and left it open because she did not want to ruin my hard work.
*Sometimes when you look at the person you are thinking about, you tend to imagine situations and you can actually see their facial expressions that they will make in those particular situations.* Eating those peanuts while sitting near her in the TV lounge, that is what I was doing. I was imagining her waking up after I had fallen asleep and then pulling out the blanket. She must have tried to turn my laptop off but then saw something half typed and left it open because she did not want to ruin my hard work.
We tend not to identify these small events and not realize how much sacrifice and love is hidden behind each and every single deed.
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