Day 1: 179 days more to go...

Yes, I have already started counting backwards for an approximate date when my mumma will be back here with me. It's just been 16 hours since I hugged her passionately, trying to hold back my tears at the airport but I'm already feeling like it's been days. I just don't know what's happening to me. I have never seen or heard of someone who feels about his/her mother the way I feel. It's like I can't see anyone/anything without having my mom at the back of my mind.

I've been doing stuff that hardly anyone does. I brought prasad from a local temple (where mumma used to go frequently) and before eating it, virtually 'fed' it to mumma's photo thinking that she would also get lord's blessings. Right now, when she's in the flight to Mumbai from Newark (connecting flight), I'm constantly monitoring the flight status/current location on continental.com and take solace in the fact that she'll reach home soon safely.

Mom tried her best everyday before leaving to strengthen me emotionally so that I don't inflict pain on myself by grieving and staying lost.

I am mad! But I can be mad for mom :)