A day….A life dedicated to her…


For the hand that rocks the cradle – Is the hand that rules the world”-William Ross

Mother,a phenomenon whose influence is felt every second,minute,hour….forget it for the entire existence.Its a bond between a mother and child that’s as pure as rain water,as white as milk,as soulful as Rahman’s music.From helping a child from their first baby steps of life to shaping them as mature adults,a mom is as selfless as it can get.They give everything in their heart for us,never a moment of distrust,never an act of selfishness,never a situation of betrayal.She’s a lap we can forever rest on to share everything in our life.We fight,scold,argue but ultimately we love her more than anyone in this world which cares hardly for relationships.She’s a person who’ll never ever let us down.She lives her life for us,her heart beats for our harmony.Let us be poor,rich or any economic condition it doesn’t matter for her,the only thing she ponders over her entire lifetime is the happiness of her child.She wants the best of everything for them and never a dull moment should enter their lives.This may not be true because life isn’t such an easy ride either,but she’s the one who thrives for it to be so.For that simple reason,she’s always there to guide us.A dedication of a day for Mother’s would do so much unjust since a life isn’t sufficient enough to pay tribute to her magnanimous affection.

“Mother – that was the bank where we deposited all our hurts and worries.”-Anonymous

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   Bearing our womb for nine months in her stomach,she tolerates any pain in  to see her little one emerge in this world.The life then changes 360 degrees for her and nothing can value her child’s contentment.From sharing our pain,happiness she’s the one who’s more disappointed or happy than one in the universe.Her soothing words of wisdom,courage give us strength to tackle any event in life.What we’re today and whatever good intent we possess in our soul is because of this beaconing and enlightening angel.From feeding her milk to us,growing us up, with her bedtime stories for us to sleep,the lullabies we yearn for, she treasures each and every moment in her mind and despite our ageing, we still appear as a child to her.

“The moment a child is born, the mother is also born. She never existed before. The woman existed, but the mother, never. A mother is something absolutely new.”-Rajneesh

Miss everything in life but not mom’s unconditional love,for it can never replicate itself in its true form again,not even your life partner.Make her feel happy and never give a moment to her that she feels anguished or irritated.We take things for granted,but never ever take this one and perish all thoughts about it.We ultimately live to make our loved ones delighted,but she lives only to make you happy,for you’re the world for her.She’ll forgive any fatal wrong you commit for she wants you to learn in life.She wants you to make the most of whatever you get in life.This very day gives us the golden opportunity to honour her for what all she has given us in life.I pray for long life of all mothers existing on this planet and let her warmth be spread across every nook and corner and turn the world into a paradise.

Recalling the famous dialogue of Deewar,

“Mere paas buliding hai,shaurat hai,daulat hai,sab kuch hai,tumhare paas kya hai?

Mere Paas Maa Hai!”

I LOVE YOU MOM,FOREVER.YOU’RE A PEARL THAT CAN NEVER LOSE ITS SHINE. YOU’RE A WALL WHOSE FOUNDATION CAN NEVER BE BROKEN AND YOU’RE SOMETHING SPECIAL!NONE CAN REPLACE YOU !You are god”-Myself 🙂

HAPPY MOTHERS DAY!THIS LIFE IS FOR YOU

MOM!I’LL DO ANYTHING TO LEAVE YOU HAPPY!

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