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MY MOM, MY STRENGTH
A thought often intrigues me. Would there be a definitive significance of Adam without the existence of Eve, or would the definition of nature be as serene without including the word mother. The sole existence of mankind resides on women. Be it her role as a daughter standing strong as the hope and light of her father's eyes. Be it the endless care and affection, which undoubtedly instills possessiveness in a brother or the divine role of a mother whose presence and grace brings a whole new meaning to existence. Women have demonstrated the meaning of care, sensibility, devotion and dedication. Being a spinster in my mid-20s who has had beautiful experiences with her mother, I would like to talk about how a mother takes up all the challenges of motherhood with so much of happiness and courage, and why it is all completely worth it! When I look at my mother, I always wonder, would I have been able to ever raise a child like myself? I highly doubt it. And that’s exactly where a person like me underestimates the power of a woman. All of you must have been through that rebel stage. Well, I could have called myself the epitome of ‘rebel’. I too had a phase where I thought I needed my space, needed to go out alone with my friends without getting dropped by my parents, wanted to shop on my own. No matter how much I cried and fought, my mother took her stand. I hated her for that. I always thought that she never wants me to be happy. But she never faltered. I screamed, but she never reciprocated. She always said calmly, ‘One day you will understand why I did this’. And she would take me out for a nice shopping spree or bake my favourite desert to calm me down. Years passed and it was time to finally leave home and travel miles away for my under graduation. All she said was ‘Remember all the values which you have grown up with. Never let me down’. Since that day, I have stayed at several cities. Walked my path with all kinds of people. Learnt a lot by falling down and picking up myself. The only difference this time was that it was without my mother. But the two lines she said were always with me. And then I realized why I was so protected earlier. Ultimately a child grows, and gets all the opportunities that she wanted at the age of 15. But now these opportunities just do not seem to excite me anymore. I would be more than happy to just go for a stroll with my mother, go shopping with her, cuddle in a blanket with her, hug her and sleep. From my experience, I can tell all the mothers of the little ones out there. Hold on to those precious childhood days of your baby. You may be frustrated with your child’s behaviour sometimes, but hold on. You are doing just fine. Don’t let go of that smile and confidence. Because after a few years, your child will be thanking you!