u/Wise-Bodybuilder7676 — reddlx

Made a small emotional short around a Mother’s Day conversation between a dad and daughter.

The little girl asks her father:

“Did Amma stop having favorites?”

And the conversation slowly turns into:

…or did they simply stop asking Amma for things as they grew older?

That quiet realization hit me hard because I think a lot of moms spend years being needed by everyone… until one day they suddenly aren’t.

Trying to create nostalgic family-centered stories around tiny emotional moments like this.

Would genuinely love to know:

What’s one small thing your mom used to do for you that you didn’t fully appreciate until adulthood?

Short:

Indian parents always worked so hard… sometimes we forgot they were tired too.

That feeling of: “Why is dad always working?” “Why is mom always busy?” …but only understanding it much later as adults.

So I made a tiny emotional short where a little girl thinks office work is literally “stealing” her father from the family… and tries to stop it 😭

Trying to build cinematic nostalgic stories around Indian childhood, family, rain, barefoot summers, etc.

Would genuinely love feedback from fellow ABCDs/desis here if this emotion connects or feels relatable.

Today it rained. My 5-year-old was outside before I even registered it. Laughing. Jumping puddles. I rushed to collect the drying clothes.

She turned around - rain dripping from her hair stretched her arms toward me and said:

"Amma...come na?"

I froze. I saw myself.

5 years old. Turning around in the rain. Waiting for someone to say yes. I dropped the basket.

We danced. We spun. We laughed at nothing. She gave me something today that I waited my whole childhood for.

She'll never know how much she healed me. That's the thing about children - they fix you without even trying.

made a small animated film about this moment because I needed to hold onto it forever.

But I want to ask the mothers here - When did YOU last drop the basket? Or is it still sitting there, waiting?