Summary of Poem My Mother At Sixty Six Class 12 Flamingo
Summary of My Mother at Sixty Six by Kamala Das
but after the airport’s
security check, standing a few yards
away, I looked again at her, wan,
pale
as a late winter’s moon and felt that
old
familiar ache, my childhood’s fear,
but all I said was, see you soon,
Amma,
all I did was smile and smile and
smile......
Driving from my parent’s
home to Cochin last Friday
morning, I saw my mother,
beside me,
doze, open mouthed, her face
ashen like that
of a corpse and realised with
pain
that she was as old as she
looked but soon
put that thought away, and
looked out at Young
Trees sprinting, the merry children spilling
out of their homes,
home to Cochin last Friday
morning, I saw my mother,
beside me,
doze, open mouthed, her face
ashen like that
of a corpse and realised with
pain
that she was as old as she
looked but soon
put that thought away, and
looked out at Young
Trees sprinting, the merry children spilling
out of their homes,
One
last Friday morning, the poetess was driving from her parents’ home to
the Cochin airport. Her mother was sitting beside her in the car. She
suddenly had a look at her mother. She found that her mother was dozing
with her open mouth. Her face was as pale as that of a corpse. The poet
painfully realized that her mother is not going to live long. This
painful thought haunted her. But soon she tried to put it off by looking
out of the car window. She saw the young trees running past them. She
looked at the merry children coming out of their homes. As she saw life
and vitality in the outside world, the painful thought passed away from
her mind.
security check, standing a few yards
away, I looked again at her, wan,
pale
as a late winter’s moon and felt that
old
familiar ache, my childhood’s fear,
but all I said was, see you soon,
Amma,
all I did was smile and smile and
smile......
After
reaching the airport, she went through the security check. Her mother
was standing outside a few yards away. After the security check, she
looked at her mother again. Her face was pale white like a late winter’s
moon. She felt the old familiar ache of childhood in her heart which is
usually felt by a child due to the fear of separation from his/ her
mother. But she contained herself and kept on smiling in order to
conceal her emotions. She spoke no word to her mother.
All that she said was, “See you soon, Amma” and bade good bye to her mother with a hope to see her again.
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