Mother’s Day – It’s Everyday….

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Today I want to take a break from my routine writings. As the world is set to celebrate the Mother’s day, I too would like to wish all the great mothers out there a very Happy Mother’s Day.. For me, as a child of a wonderful mother, everyday is a mother’s day though.. 🙂

When I sat on my couch thinking what should I write about my mother.. A question hit my mind. The question is Will I ever be able to write a great story or an epic which could be sweeter than the word “Mother”? Yes, the word “Mother” itself is a great epic which no other could ever beat.

As I could not write a story, I thought of singing a raga for her.. Again another question.. This time it is, Can I sing a better swara (music note) than the swara “Mother”? Isn’t it the Mother, who is the supreme swara for the song of my Soul?

While struggling about where to start and what to write.. The frame of the Almighty on my wall drew my attention. This time it’s a flow of questions and theories… Whether it is Lord Ganesha for the Hindus, or the Jesus for Christians, they too have their mothers. Even though they are Gods, they too were born by sharing an umbilical cord with their mothers. It is only a mother who can give birth to anyone. Doesn’t this mean that “Even a God must have been born from a mother’s Womb”? Then “a Mother who can only give birth to a God or to any other great mother, is THE GREATEST OF ALL”?

I think my quest is over. Finally, I found out what I should write.. I should write thanking my mom for everything..

Thank you mom.. Thank you for

                                Bringing me into this world by sharing your blood and flesh..

                                Teaching me to rise by holding my fingers..

                                Guiding me to walk in the right path always by correcting my wrong steps..

                                Searching me when you don’t hear me..

                                Wiping off my tears, when I cry..

                                Soothing me when I was in discomfort..

                                Helping me to find myself, when I was lost..

                                Blessing me to live for an eternity by saying “God Bless U”..

                                                It’s U my dear mom.. It’s U..

                                                Without U, there is no I..

                                                U r my mornings.. U r my evenings..

                                                U r my dusk.. U r my dawn..

                                                U r my success.. U r my defeat.

                                                       U r my name.. U r my fame…

                                                U r my happiness.. U r my sorrow..

                                                U r my best pal.. U r my best critique..

                                                U r my strength.. U r my weakness..

                                                U r my breath.. U r my expression..

                                                U r the happiness of my heart and mind..

                 On this Mother’s Day, what can I give my greatest mom other than saying that “If given a chance, will be born to her as the same child and always bow my head in front of her with utmost reverence”

I once again wish all the mothers A VERY HAPPY MOTHER’S DAY..

 

Thank you Sushma for the wonderful doodle.. 🙂 

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Shweta & I

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WhatsApp alarmed with a message to which my eyes were surprise – “I am Happy with you”. Another one beeped while the first one was being relished and digested “Stay the way you want… But got to stay here with me only…” probably I was resonating on the fact that she is the first person from whom I have heard such words making me feel wanted!

Simple messages made me feel so contended?  One may ask what was so special, that made me feel very exceptional? When many a time I feel not so related from others because of the way I perform or want things to be performed, this one added a special feather to my hat. I win my arguments and choose my style of gliding through situations which has what has kept me aloof from the crowd and which has what surprised me when the intonation came from Shweta. Within 10 days she had adjudged that she likes me and that she wanted me to stay the way how I was.

A subject like this doesn’t easily grab my conclusion because of my many experiences in the past that has left a salty savor on relationships. The business of emotions had been much bought and sold but not the one researched and understood amidst people whom I have known. Brain and Mind functions in a simple manner unless rubbed upon by the science of relationships and feelings.  When in my typical argument over texts with her on why I should be sticking on to this one person only instead of searching my soul mate as I always wanted to, her response stole my heart – Soulmate”; “Isliye” (meaning, soulmate, that is why!)

There could be many a differences that set us apart, after all, any relationship strengthens through the understand of differences than similarities. She has the ability to read people’s mind which is yet to be eternally gifted with. She analyzes all circumstances with their pros and cons weighing upon the next set of actions from her end, which I am yet to handshake with life. Checking on a balanced state of mind is her natural tendency, when I get typically emotional given a chance. Two different characters, state of mind, maturity and thoughts, came together on the balance of friendship to learn from each other.

Agreements between the topics of conversation is hard to come by between both of us since each of us have difference of opinions; but the thought process unites us amidst those differences that gambles. Change is an inevitable law of nature. In the Supremes’ karma of taking this relationship further, the yet to come threads will reveal the support that she has been and the making of a better person within me through Shweta with the friendship strides that we have sailed together. The barn of yarn will be spun soon…