
It was my dream to bring my mom to USA. It was summer of 2001 I was fortunate to get the glimpse of dream coming true in Orlando Disney.. Epcot! WoW!! what a marevellous place.. One mans dream...all the kids dream...elderly people dream.. gosh! this is what I lived all my life for to see my favourite disney characters.. I was 22 at that time still I felt like a 5 yr old jumping around enthusiastically.. All those rides.. ohh my god.. unbelievable..I called my mom from Diney.. I told Mom! you must be here someday..I miss you all.. I wish Dad was alive to listen to me talking about US and Disney! My mom said sure..son he is seeing your right now blessing you as a guardian angel..anyways.. I realized my dream of bringing my mom to USA this May of 2008.. She landed here in Columbia South carolina Airport visiting me for my graduation.. WoW!! I felt proud!...eventhough I am not supposed to...I felt proud not for me.. but for my Mom! I was thinking of her Journey.. life journey..
Born in a village in a poor family in a state called Tamilnadu in souther india in a village closer to Chennai.. my mom has to fight all the odds as was our country at that time.. It was not a easy path especially if you are the first one in the family.
She was a determined girl right from her childhood. My grandma gave all her strength...an Indian expat from Burma ( Myanamar) My grandma was a world war survivor..she has seen ups and downs in her life living a royal life in burma loosing all her wealth and siblings in the war.. She was a tough women.. she wanted to see a better world through the eyes of her daughter... Vandarkuzhali.. yes that hard to say name is very poetic tamil word.. It means.. the bees are tricked by the beauty and smell of long beautiful hair! that my mom had.. :-) hmmmm gosh! what a name...
My mom told me when she landed in Columbia that all that she knows about America when she was doing her high school is
America Reporter.. A free magazine that was delivered to her village through Indian Postal service! god bless them...in one of the questionaire that she was asked whether she listens to some program in BBC Radio! it looks like my mom replied by mail that her family could not afford a Radio as it is way too expensive.... for her...hmmmm I had my goose bumps! again now as I typing this... poverty ... suppression.. false belief...superstition.. caste system.. name any god damn thing. she has to fight her way out.. even now lot many children are fighting their way out... Mom! you are no doubt an inspiration to so many that you thought as professor in the last 36 years... an inspiration to all that are going to follow your way of fighting againgst all odds in India!!
I welcomed my mom with a sigh of relief an hug! as a son I always wanted from my mom.. Mom Thank You! Thank you! for everything.. I am here because of you.. You are simply great!! Welcome to United States of America!!!