We have joint family. We have helper Asha buaji in our house.She is an elderly lady and walk with little limb.But that does not slow her down in helping activity.Actually Asha bua is present everywhere.
There are nine kids in our house.Asha bua knows grades of every kid in our house..She keeps track of classes of every kid at home.She keeps instructing cook at home to hurry up with food so that no body get late for office or school.
I don’t remember a time when I came home and and always saw Asha bua doing some thing or other.in and never saw bua sitting idle. She was always full of energy. She is a shoulder to cry on. A friendly ear to listen to kids emotional problems. She is a gentle reminder to kids when they make a mistake or neglect their studies. She see to it that elders are never without coffee, despite the occasional absence of raw coffee in our house.She is excellent in managing things.
Now I am away from home.I remember all those motherly traits of Asha bua. When I think of her, her limp is not the first thing that comes to mind. Her wrinkles seem important part of her beauty. All I remember is her heart and the immense love she had for all of us. All I remember is her radiant smile when we called out”Asha Bua”
Moral of story is friends People’s actions make them beautiful. And yes,my Asha bua is supremely beautiful :