Mother 'o Mother

Today, when i touched my mom's hands and held her arms, i felt something odd. I observed that the arm and the hands were not as strong as they used to be. Then suddenly my mind started working on the work that my mom does everyday, beginning from the household chores to deciding stuff for us kids. We had a family get together at my place, and i was overwhelmed by seeing the amount of efforts my mom put in there. I felt bad for some time, thinking that she still has to work so much at this age. After all the work, she would ensure to remind me about the medicines and be ready for any extra requests. I once had a long fight with a dear friend on a short story he narrated to me, the summary of which was that given a situation that the woman can save either one of herself or her child, she would sacrifice her child. My friend was adamant on the fact that human being is inherently selfish. I could not relate to the story, and till today, dont believe in it. For me, a mother makes all the sacrifices one can possibly think of. Its the children who tend to forget them when the time comes to repay.

I look at the faces of the parents these days and i find a sense of fear, a weird danger that they think their life is in. They are not sure whether their children would perform their duties when the time comes, most of them are certain in the negative. And, i can't say its baseless. Given the time, love and care they spend on the children, they do deserve a better treatment. Here, i am not referring to people who would throw their parents out of their house, but even those who tend to ignore their small but precious moments of comfort and truth. From where i see, i feel that the only way the child can ever repay his parents is by devoting his life to their cause, and i ask whats wrong in that? Agreed that one needs his space, but i believe that the space always exists, one tends to fill it with material which does not even belong there and then call it stuffed.

I was silently watching my mom prepare food, and at the back of my mind I was praising GOD almighty for the world's most wonderful creation, mother.