For You Ma!

It’s been almost a month after which I am posting here. I did write a few things some arbitrary musings on some random days, but nothing could qualify for publishing. Maybe because, I wanted to publish the best of me here, motherly instinct you know, after all this blog is nothing ,but a little baby to me.

So Today is Mother’s day! Well yes the day where Facebook and Whatsapp will be clouded with pictures of mothers, of a majority of your contact list! There's undeniably nothing wrong in it. After all,this is the Net generation’s way of expressing love. We might absolutely forget to wish in person, but we will spend some good 1 or 2 hours in finding a perfect picture to post and even a perfect quote to go with it, to express our boundless love for our creator-our MOTHERS.

Well to start, the word “Mother” is in itself an emotion.  All the sentiments one can feel are in this word.  Boundless love, care, sacrifice, compromise, household chores or even angry rants, this word covers it all.

The deeper this love, the more is taken for granted. Pessimist?  Well no, just some realistic thoughts I’d like to share this Mother’s day with you, so that by the end of this post, an accurate tribute to these beautiful women can be given.

So let's Imagine in your happy go lucky life, you stumble upon an opportunity where you are bound to a life-long employment, without breaks, salary or defined work-hours and absolutely no perks, only added responsibility every year. Must be frightening right?  Well doesn’t it sound like a Mother’s job? Once signed, a woman's life is transformed . FOREVER!

Her figure, her sleep routine, her priorities, her peace, her wardrobe; altogether her entire life gets dedicated to her children. The man she ones loved and kept wooing, becomes secondary, the romantic candle night dinners get replaced by picnic or amusements park visits.  The mystifying fragrances in her  cupboard are replaced with a variety of baby products and her shopping list consist of every possible item for her baby and just few items of utmost necessity for her. But the saddest part is that, this sudden change is expected from a ‘New Mom' without any complications, but somehow we fail to realize the emotional confusions, the nervousness filled excitements and the hundreds of thousand thoughts a new mother must have.

The toughest part of all this Motherhood and early childcare happens to be, getting back to the same life before pregnancy hit her. She has to be equally productive as her male counterparts at work, have to do justice to her job and simultaneously fight unknown battles in mind on how to juggle between career and household.

Once a woman gets used to her new role as a “mother”, she slowly realizes, that the more she learns over the years, the more accountabilities keep building. Her tiny tots are now older, and she repeats the pre-school again. Reciting the alphabet, learning  the counting, drawing triangular shapes and learning to pick, distinguish and fill colors in them, while apparently  trying to stop the little Picasso’s   from drawing on the house walls. Her gym, squats, running and Yoga instructors all become her children.

Running with them, to running after them. The kids reach their teens.

Now this is probably the toughest time for a Mother. The kids are on a different spree; teenage brings along with it, an undeniable urge to go against parents, and the most hurt in all this happens to be our mothers. This is probably the time; she receives the meanest things thrown at her. She may cry herself to sleep, curse herself, feel lonely and lost, but the next day she will get up and act like nothing ever happened. Her forgiveness capacity is as deeper as the deepest of oceans. And yet it is tested and tried throughout life. Ironic !

“Ma ki mamta”, as Indians like citing every emotional or dramatic episode in the household related to kids,truly shows that a mother‘s love is indissoluble. Surviving the wacky teenage to finally seeing her children settling down, she forsakes her own self. Now her age is visible on her face, her greys are shinning on her mane and her body is losing its strength. But she is happy; content for her children, her happiness is nothing but equally proportionate to her children’s wellbeing. Maybe she doesn’t even remember when was the last time, she did something for herself; Just Herself!

But this comfort zone is soon shaken when her children leave their nest and fly outside. She is now left all by herself in the house, alone not literally but emotionally. Her children had been her world; so much that she no longer knows how to spend time without them. Her only exciting points in her day would be dialing her children’s number and hearing their voice. Despite of how badly she must be told not to disturb, she will still smile knowing her kids are all right.

Gradually waiting on her children’s responses, or getting free from their “busy” life, seeing their pictures on social media, to video chatting with her grandchildren, she grows OLD. And while growing old, her legacy is nothing, but her wonderful children.

Such is the power of a mother. She literally sacrifices herself. And yet in running after life, we tend to forsake her, tend to be rude to her or consider her uncool according to our generation. Or simply get irritated with her repetitive question of “beta khanna khaya?” .

(lets wipe the little tears we have).

 They say right, the debt we owe to our mothers, cannot be re payed by a thousand efforts. Let’s be thankful, indebted and always blessed to have this wonderful companionship of our mother’s love, whether she is with us or far away or even watching us over like a star.

Let this  Mother’s day , call her to tell her how much we value her , take her out for a lavish date, shop for her even though she might say “beta itna mehnga lene ki kya zarurat”, listen to her;her dreams, her wishes, encourage her to do things for herself or simply hug her. Hug her tight so that her heart is full of warmth and all the cold shivers in her body can take a standstill.Whether it is your mother, or mine, or anyone’s; Each mother truly deserves the “Best Mother in the World” title. A very happy Mother’s Day to all the mommies.

P.S this post is dedicated to my lovely mother. Isn't she beautiful?