There is no place on earth like mother’s womb. None of us would remember how it feels like being there but I’m sure that it is as cozy as the hug she gives.
Some mothers are kissing mothers and some are scolding mothers, but it is love just the same, and most mothers kiss and scold together. My mom has been one of the later one, her strength has brought both of us to what we are today. My mother is a poem I could never write, her enduring love is indispensable, though everything I write is a poem to my mother. My mother had a great deal of trouble with me, but I think she enjoyed it.
The formative period for building character for eternity is in ones nursery. The mother is queen of that realm, she defends, prevails and conduct the source of our energy at it best, and sways a scepter more potent than that of kings or priests.
The care, tolerance and faith in the child ought to be selfless and unconditional; hence it's not easy being a mother. If it were easy, fathers would do it.
There is a warm Spanish proverb which says, an ounce of mother is worth a pound of clergy. It’s good to know that we are born divine.
I’m not a mother yet so its bit hard to correlate why my mom keeps telling me, that when you are a mother you are never really alone in your thoughts. A mother always has to think twice, once for herself and once for her child. I guess because god can’t be there to help, guide and love us always, he made mothers.
Mom, I love you more each day.
this really made me cried....i wish i cld get the same...
ReplyDeleteDivya, This is by far the most touching blog that you have written. Truly enjoyed reading his. Your thoughts are so pure and deep that every person who reads this will be able to connect with them. God Bless you!
ReplyDeleteI'm Honored.
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