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To The Mothers of This Nation

The first thing she does when she opens her eyes is to look around anxiously for the newborn and thank God for having blessed her with a child. Her own wounds fresh, her body aching, her stitches weak, her appetite nil, her eyes swollen, her hair messed, her shoulders paining and her heart sinking… she welcomes the new addition to the family! Everyone smiles and everybody is thrilled but can anyone compare his or her state of bliss and excitement with that woman, who risked her own life to bring this one forth. The woman whose aim of life changes with this new born. Rather she gets a new life. A woman who was so career oriented, who had so many dreams about herself, who lived with so many expectations, who had so many things she was looking forward to, gives it all up with the start of those nine months; nine months that are painful yet most beautiful for her. She has never bothered about her diet but now she is more than careful about each and every drop going inside her for it effects him; Him who is all that matters to her. She will cry with him, she will laugh with him. She will scold him and be scolded for it. She will devote herself ignoring all her young charms of life and will sell herself to buy him anything. On and on her selfless efforts go until one fine morning he becomes a man. A perfect man! And it doesn’t end there. It goes on from his cradle to her grave. That’s where we know that a creature of God we consider as a weaker gender and widely refer to, as a less sensible is so great in the true sense of love and sacrifice.
Its funny how at times we take things for granted. I had never thought of life without mom. At the same time I had never realized her importance in my life. All I knew was about this woman who loved me and who had all her dreams and hopes attached to this good for nothing son who assumed this love and care was meant to be without any expectations in return. I however remembered how much I loved mom and how I adored her but I never thought that her checks and constant endless lectures that irritated the hell out of me at that time would actually help me shape myself in later stages of life. I remember the first day at my University which isn’t long back when I got into my newly assigned room and when I had to unpack those big bags that I had brought from home thousands of miles away. It was unbelievable how tears slipped down my eyes when I tried to unpack those bags. From shirts to sweaters, pants to night suits, coats to jackets, bed sheets to towels, everything was so organized and well packed that I could almost see the love and concern in each of those folds of that blanket that she had packed for me. I was so over whelmed with the way I saw my mom’s endless concern in that packing that I refused to unpack for a next couple of days. How she had put all my socks in various plastic bags and how she tied the knots of those bags was itself so touching. Each knot showed me the deeper side of a mother’s concern and that was the day I realized how God had given this incomparable, unmatched and unparallel feeling to a woman that makes her so much superior to a man. No matter how sharp a man is or how intelligent he is, can he feel himself even close to experience this strong feeling of selfless love? Never! God may have made him stronger physically but he can never be matched to what a woman possesses as a mother.
I was talking to a very dear friend of mine. We talked for hours and hours as to how mothers have been a blessing in what we are today. He showed me a very beautiful piece that read… “ Mom’s love”… As it was our topic of discussion at that very moment, I probed deep into what it said. “When you were one year old, she fed you and bathed you, you thanked her by crying all night. When you were 2 years old, she taught you how to walk and you thanked her by running away when she called. When you were 3 years old, she made all your meals with love. You thanked her by tossing your plate on floor. When you were 4 year old, she gave you some crayons and you thanked her by coloring the dining room walls. When you were 5, she dressed you for holidays and you thanked her by plopping into the nearest dump. On and on… when you were 11 years old, she took you and your friends to the movies, and you thanked her by asking her to sit in a different row. When you were 12 years old, she told you not to watch certain movie shows, you thanked her by waiting when she left the house. When you were 13, she suggested you to have a haircut; you thanked her by telling her that she doesn’t have a taste. When you were 16, she taught you how to drive a car; you thanked her by taking it away every chance you got. When you were 17, she was expecting an important call and you thanked her by being on phone all night. On and on through every year of life. When you turned 40, she called you to remind you of a relative’s birthday and you thanked her by telling her that you didn’t have time. When you were 50, she fell ill and needed you to take care of her; you thanked her by reading about the burden parents become on their children. And then finally… one day, she quietly died and everything you never did came crashing down like thunder on your heart. BUT… It was too late!”

Today as I look up to myself with a sense of achievement, as someone who has at least the courtesy to treat others with respect, as someone who knows how to speak, eat and how to present himself publicly, as someone who knows how to be a civilized man, as someone who has the civic sense and someone who can talk to others without any complexes in life, as someone who has aims in life and as someone who loves his country and its people, I have no one to thank enough for this except for a woman who had devoted herself to me without expecting anything in return. I now realize that what we condemn as low down no good gender is the basic reason for what our society is today.

If it weren’t because of them, we wouldn’t have those brains that make top scientists, that make leading lawyers, that make successful politicians, that make amazing artists, that make top most officers and on top that make loyal husbands. Thanks to all the women or more likely, all the mothers of the nation. 


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