The word itself is very beautiful. Mother, Maa, Mum, Mummy… whatever one calls his/her mother, she is a divine incarnate of god, a friend, a supporter, a helper, a mentor, a well wisher and the very first teacher of a child. As soon as the word “MOM” is mentioned in front of us, our hearts are filled up with memories of love, warmth and kindness.
If I talk about my mother, she is a lady, a mother, a wife, a daughter, a house maker, a chef, and more positively my good friend, she is not only my good friend but also my friend’s friend, she is lovely, a single person on the planet who always stood there with me wherever I needed her be it, my school life, my college life, my adulthood, and more importantly my love life. Yes, she helped me to sort each and every problem there too. We being in the 21st century say that a good friend today is the most important asset in a person’s life, I too feel the same but why can’t be the mothers become those asset. Moreover her support will always be much better than any other friend.
Life to a new thing comes with a manual, with the instructions given what to do, what not to do, when to do? Similarly, I, not only I each one of us has been gifted with a human manual that is “our mother”. From the very childhood, she understands what her child wants to say, keeping her child 9 months in her womb, and loving without any benefit, yes, she is a mother, who sacrificed her wishes just in order to make us happy so that we could work on ours. So that we could achieve our dreams.
My mom has supported me in all of these. Earlier when I was a child she gave up her political career because she wanted all of her attention to be paid on me and my studies, which helped me today to become a good person and a great child. Then later when I grew up to my adulthood, she examined my skills and helped me day and night to explore those skills to my maximum strength and make them a part of my life. Whenever I became sick, she stayed with me the whole day working to make me feel comfortable and happy with all of her warmth, she slept near me at night so that if I have any kind of problem so she could make herself aware and help me out.
My happiness becomes a reason for her to be happy, my tears make her cry, my pain makes her sad but she never complained about any of her pains, her problems, the difficulties she faced while saving me from my father at times when I was wrong and she being scolded for my fault ending up listening that she has spoiled her children. She is responsible for everything. Still she never stopped giving up on me. She hid things from my father in order to save me. Always favored me, corrected me when I was wrong, but never made my faults to be confronted in front of my father so as to save me from his scolding’s. Yes, “she is a mother.”
She loves me, make sacrifices for me, at the time of my exams she feels nervous, in short she lives for me. She is the one who knows the actual meaning of 24/7 in a true sense.
What a mother is having nobody in the world can even possess. No Google can provide you with the tips as she provides you. Be it the tip to excel the exam or the beauty tips. It always works. She never asked for anything in return. She never thought about herself, worked free of cost day and night, wakes up at 6 and sleeps at 11, sometimes she remains awake the whole night with me when I have my exams. If someone talks about my marriage, she end up in tears.
To write all of this gave me Goosebumps, I can never pay her for her sacrifices, and I may not even do something like what she did. But yes I can make a promise to her that wherever I will be I will not let her down.