Accidentally I happened to see a sixty year old lady lifting weight and doing all gym exercises with so sweet a smiling [ laughing face ] in NDTV- CHENNAI.
What impressed me more was not her age alone, but the following news that she has lost her dearest son 2 years ago.
He had been just like Karthik. And what she told was , exactly like what I and Karthik were.
She told that her son used to admire her ' kolams ', her cooking, and all her skills and used to say that his mom is the best in the world.
Karthik was the same.. To him nobody else in the world is greater than his mom, 'sweet MOM '.

BUT THAT LADY HAD COME OUT OF THE GLOOM ,and she has achieved so many things, including winning a medal in a running race.Seeing that I felt sad for sometime for not having done anything usefully, but simply brooding over and crying for the maximum time.
But the very next day , I saw JOHN TRAVOLTO [correct spelling?] ,who has lost his son six months back, is roaming like a mad man, driving the cart in which he used to take his son. He is half mad as I am.
seeing this clip, i justified myself saying parents differ. some can overcome [be it a man or woman ] and some will be plunging further deep into the sad ocean.
Time only can justify.
anbudan,
karthik+amma