Dear Mom Volume III

By Quinje Tabora

""Love as powerful as your mother's for you leaves it's own mark. To have been

loved so deeply, even though the person who loved us is gone, will give us some

protection forever."

 - J.K.Rowling, Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone"

• Language: English
• Publisher: Ukiyoto Publishing
• Release date: May 2, 2023
• ISBN: 9789361726323

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Poems by Quinje Tabora

'Til Eternity, You're My Heartbeat

My first love began when I was in your womb and after when I was born.

I loved you at first sight since I opened my eyes above in this Earthly world.

Remembering how you caressed me with your soft hands that were full of loved and care,

Remembering how you mouthed, full of sweetness, I love you in my little ears.

Tears of joy slowly dropping along your cheeks,

Plastered a priceless smile on your lips.

The first I've ever seen in my life.

As I cried loudly—in the way I answered you that I love you more than anything.

You're eternal and a precious kind that every diamond stone can't compare.

You're my life that I wanted to keep and to treasure.

You're like a falling guardian angel that God created just for me.

To protect and to raise me like a star shining so bright, even in the middle of the darkest times.

You're the best General who trained me to be a brave warrior in the wars of life.

You're the best Captain who trained me to be the best swimmer in the race of the strong waves in my journey.

You help me be an overcomer, facing everything to conquer every obstacle in your star's life.

You even shield me from every thorn of roses who bestowed on my path alike.

But the truth is there's no combination of an alphabet or words that are enough to describe who you are, my dearest protector.

I am lucky enough to be with you.

You're kind of irreplaceable.

A Goddess who I wanted to keep for the rest of my life and even in eternity.

I love you, and I wanted you to know that you're my life, my heartbeat instead.

Short Story by

Revathi Raj Iyer

Forever Ours—Mom

Dear Ma,

You have always encouraged me to write, shared ideas and enjoyed my work. But I don’t remember having shared with you a prose which I wrote about hope, faith and courage. It came from the bottom of my heart when I got to know that you were diagnosed with cancer. The words flowed and so did my tears. I knew I had no choice but to be strong and mask my emotions in order to give you support, courage and hope.

I couldn’t bear to see your body shrivel. It tore my heart to watch your beauty fade away. Still, I said you were beautiful. You knew I was lying but you never said a word. We were hiding our feelings and fears and pretended that everything was going to be okay, although deep down both of us knew it was just a question of time. You were not ready to leave us and we refused to believe that you would. We prayed, hugged, laughed and cried together, hoping for a miracle. But God wished to embrace you, forever.

When a person leaves this world, they vanish in thin air. All that we have are memories and memories, an echo from the past that cannot be taken away from us.

I had to make peace with myself. It has been two years, and I find it hard to move on and don’t think I will ever be able to. It is so easy for others to say, Accept and move on. But for me that is bloody tough. I was overwhelmed when I realised that I won’t be receiving any WhatsApp messages from you anymore. I terribly miss those chats, impromptu calls, morning coffee videos telling me about the books you were reading, even as you were going through the suffering. Such positivity that was hard to fathom. I miss you!

Here’s to my Ma…

Her gait was unsteady but her mind was filled with courage and resolve. She didn’t have the faintest idea where she was headed. The street was deserted. What else would you expect at the dead of night? She was unafraid of the dark but fearful of the shadows that were following her. She halted. They were now an ugly clump ahead of her, moving zigzag like a bloody maniac. She took a deep breath and started walking. The clump started moving faster and faster, disappearing in the wilderness. She took another deep breath and