Mother

A Mother is a woman who has conceived , given birth to, or raised a child in the role of a parent.This is what Wikipedia defines…But a mother is someone who is responsible for all of us being in this world.If it werent for “Her” we would never have been born.

It is a beautiful relationship which starts from the womb and continues till death.Having travelled around India and also some other countries,i have come across so many mothers.They may belong to different communities,religions but that is just manmade.A Mother is one of God’s Best Creation and will remain so.In Progressive countries Mothers may perhaps be ore like a friend but that doesnt mean she stops being a Mom.Children these days are being given more independence than earlier.It has its pros and cons.Freedom can be used or misused and it all depend on an individual.I have been raised in a family where parents have been a little conservative but at the same time given me freedom to explore.So i must say i have no regrets.

I always used to wonder why when a woman is pregnant she is given so much importance,care,respect.But i was so wrong in even thinking this.The very fact that a woman has conceived means she has decided and actually already accepted the responsibilities that will follow.She has decided to bring a new life into this world.A seed which will slowly grow nurtured by her love,her body,her everything.Everything she does will directly or indirectly be for her child.

Only a Mother can say what it feels like to conceive,what it feels like to have a baby.I may not be the right person to discuss or voice my opinion but i feel i can atleast share what i observed.Even now where i stay there is this children’s park facing my house and daily i see mothers come there with their kids.Toddlers,babies,prams a lot of laughter,screams,crying,fuss..Children falling,picking themselves up and falling again,mothers watching but not interfering(its best that way),expecting Mothers exchanging tips with experienced Mothers.Its great seeing them all in one place performing their roles and enjoying every bit.

I feel sad for all those mothers and kids who are unable to spend time together.Working Mothers perhaps they have no choice or maybe they feel they can manage both easily.I have seen children grow up in Daycare or perhaps in the care of their Grandparents.They may seem happy and not bothered about where they are or where they belong,but maybe some day they may realise what they have missed.Their growing up years are crucial,it is then that they can be moulded,their thinking process begins then.But each parent has his/her own reason for not being there.

I have been lucky to have had my Mother always since the time i was born.So i know how it feels to have her waiting for me when i came back from school,with a hot meal consisting of all i loved to eat,listening to all that happened in class however boring,watching me eat and talkwith my mouth full.I remember seeing her stand in the balcony while i used to go to school,and also when i came back.She would be there standing by the door smiling while i ran up the stairs.I can see all this so clearly even now after all these years and it touches my heart.

I may have not said in all these years what i feel for her but some feelings are understood some words need not be said.I have seen how some kids treat their Mothers and it pains me but there is nothing i can do.But i take pride in the fact that i may have rarely said or done anything intentionally or unitentionally to hurt my Mom.

Wonder how women have the heart to abandon their children however bad the circumstances.Why give birth when u cannot nurture or take care of your child.There are so many women who are unable to conceive due to various reasons,on the other hand there are women who easily give up their child.Irony at its best.

I remember a lesson from our school textbook titled “My Mother is The Most Beautiful Woman In The World“.It is about a small child lost in a village and when she is asked to describe her Mother she says “My Mother is The Most Beautiful Woman In The World“.So all the beautiful woman are brought in front of the child.But none of them turn out to be her Mother.In the end a stout peasant woman comes forward and the child rushes upto her.Then the villagers realise that for a child her Mom is always Most Beautiful…..

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