I lost my mother in my early teenage and could not remember how she looked like? I think this as my bad luck or some defect in my memories. I must be in my sixth or seventh grade at that time. Today is probably her 50th death anniversary, I think. I go to temple each year to commemorate this occasion since some years.
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I remember her feeding food to my youngest brother showing the moon and her making the butter milk in some container mixing briskly with a wooden instrument, I don't know what you call the instrument. And 2, 3 paintings of her by my father all lost.
I also think it to be unusual. I further assume one more fact to be the reason. Perhaps she was, or I was, not so much interactive those days, spending most of the time in schools or at play grounds. And she should have been confined to kitchen most