She...

.......is a picture of extreme determination and courage. Her resolute adherence to the core values of morality and truthfulness sets her clearly apart from others. Once she gives her word on something, she never forgets to pull out all the stops to ensure that she keeps it, both in the letter and spirit. She has a generous heart which is soft and tender and believes in giving. The softness and tenderness of her heart makes her vulnerable to hurt; but then she also possesses an ability to not let that hurt be visible on her face. Last but not the least, she also knows the mantra to turn her weakness into her strength. She is Babita aka Bobby- my mom; who have given me this opportunity to celebrate Mother's day. Happy Mother's Day mom!

Six months into human life and I already know what her being of a mother has done to me. I have seen her do things that no one ever expected of her. Last year, when she broke the news of her being pregnant; it was met with a look of surprise and disbelief. Her tomboyish image of yesteryears led many to think that Babita cannot bear a child, carry it and then raise it. But then she proved every one wrong. She not only gave birth to me but is also raising me to everyone’s satisfaction.

I can never forget what my mom had done to me. Moments after coming to know about a tiny life cell inside her womb, she altered her lifestyle completely; started eating things that she had never eaten all her life, religiously followed the advice of her doctor. She sat through many nights just to ensure that I am comfortable inside. My kicks used to bring her so much happiness that she made it a habit to wait endlessly for the next one. And, then on the delivery day, she allowed the doctors to cut through her belly to save my life. And when she regained her consciousness, first words that came out of her mouth were- “How’s my daughter?” Though I didn’t hear those words myself but they will never cease to resonate in my ears. What amazes me most is the direct correlation that exists between me and my mother. A smile on my face is always enough to make her forget all her pains and my one cry is enough to spoil her happiness. I know I can go on writing about it but then I think time has come for me to end this post.

Before I end this post, let me write this small piece directly to my mom-

“Mom you know I don’t possess an ability to convey my thoughts by spoken words as yet; so I am using this platform. I wish to tell you that I consider myself fortunate to have a mother in you. Your touch inspires me and gives me strength, so please continue touching me. The look in your eyes shows me the right path, so please continue showing me that. Your embrace gives me warmth that no one else is capable of giving and I need that forever. Your pecks make me feel loved; please give me some every now and then. Your feed is the source of my energy and existence, please don’t let that go dry. Do everything that “you can”, “you should” and “you have to” because in your actions now lies my learning for future. The legacy of motherhood must continue in future- and that would certainly be the best way of expressing my gratitude to you. Happy Mother’s day to everyone in my family and elsewhere!”

Edited to add:

Modern Mother’s day is observed every year on the second Sunday of May to honour all the mothers. This day was first recognized in US in 1914 after the signing of a congressional resolution by Woodrow Wilson following a tireless campaign by Anna Marie Jarvis; the founder of the holiday. Some people believe that this day emerged from a Christian Festival celebrated across Europe as Mothering Sunday.

It is another matter that a large scale commercialization of the holiday led Anna Jarvis to famously comment-"A printed card means nothing except that you are too lazy to write to the woman who has done more for you than anyone in the world. And candy! You take a box to Mother—and then eat most of it yourself. A pretty sentiment!"

However, despite so called large scale commercialization, the day’s significance has not been lost on those who celebrate it. The woman in whose honour the day is celebrated still has no parallel in this world- she was, she is and she will always remain God’s best creation.

The universal appeal of mother transcends all man-made borders and boundaries; and that explains the growing popularity of the day amongst world citizens. Let me bring to your attention the dictionary meaning of the word “Mother” - a woman exercising control, influence, or authority like that of a mother: to be a mother to someone. Perhaps dictionary writers too find it difficult to explain it. After all being a mother and the motherhood is something you can feel......difficult to describe but very easy to feel. And one feels it every moment.