Mothers

My Mother’s Report Card: A Prologue

One evening, last year, I finally coaxed my mother to sit down and take pause from constantly running around the house. I had been following her around for days to have this conversation. Sometimes, she silently smiled, and at other times, she eluded me. But that evening, she let her guard down.

My Mother’s Hands

“My mom has been going to office since forever. The lockdown was the first time she was constantly with us at home.” Shivam found a 16 mm filter on Instagram and decided to make short videos of his mother at work.

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