In this blog I have shared few life time events and experiences about 2 mothers & 2 daughters
A ‘mother’ is the most blessed title in a woman’s journey of life. Only after being a mother by myself, I felt & recognised my mother. Oh what a sacrificial love she has for me. All this I understood when I saw my baby. Mother is a woman in the whole universe, who cares and thinks about God, her children, her husband & home all the time and every time. I’m searching my thoughts: when is the last time I thought about me or time spent for me?? NO was the big answer.
I used to share the journey of ours with my daughter at times. I told her ‘When I heard the cry of my child for the very first time ...oh I was smiling & laughing with my entire soul’. She replied with childish anger & selfish motivation ‘how dare u smile at my tears’? Oh how real she was and I know in years to come she will realise my words. I told her in hospital I was surrounded by so many known & unknown faces, but the moment I saw her I thought oh how much I know you baby.. ‘a face I haven’t seen before till that time yet was so familiar. I told her the first and foremost visitor to see her is her father and my mother and they were joyful in tears to see her. Oh why is that everybody cried looking at me? Am I not beautiful? I laughed at her reply!!! & wondered she is real in her thoughts and still a mystery to me also why God gave joyful tears???
When I held her close oh words are not invented to describe the feeling someone please tell me a dictionary to describe the mothers feeling...no man can or will...For her part, she is such a tiny one and she has never seen me before nor her eyes so sharp to see me now but still she feels secure & quiet only when I hold her..How true ‘there are things in life which could not be described with words..’
Her dad a very brave, bold man who doesn’t want to be a slave to my love falls and flaunts in her love immediately – Love @ first sight may be..I’m aghasted such transformation could occur in my husband.. oh yes that’s dad’s love.. a soul who feels secure and nice to love & to be loved from this day on.. .
Our parents are proud to see us grow and transform into a mother and father. They are amazed about how we are so much attached together & occupied with time just 3 of us, the most loveliest and secured place in the whole universe. It calms their mind and make them feel “Oh why there’s death? Will it be little late that I can see the child grow up & get married.. funny thoughts that would never happen..
One day when I’m dressing my daughter accidentally saw my stretch marks and she came back in a minute with a headache balm... I was confused????She applied some on the stretch marks.. I told her I want this ever on me this is not a disease mark but a beauty mark that was a gift for motherhood... I told her .. your sharp nose made these scratches on my tummy from inside... she happen to touch her nose and say sorry mummy and made my cheeks wet with a kisss... what a bliss!!!!
Well.....the truth is as an when the child grows the above described little angel becomes a naughty, messy kid who gets scolding & beatings... stress become a part of life for both parents.. but in the bed ... after her sound sleep both parents will enjoy the cute face in the dim light ...a rose bud that sleeps sweet.. accepts the dad with a comment from his side she is growing ..we have to provide all her dreams... sleep tight to work for the day and earn wages to meet the dreams .. though its dream cannot conquer as dad & mom we should support her... make her dream come true ..good night sweetheart ..in few minutes i can her dad snoring... Awake sill in the dim light, I feel how responsible I’m to grow up this grown man and grow up the little girl...
I’m lost in them but I know back @ my home my parents will be lost in my thinking and praying for me especially my mother will be thinking about me .. what a privilege !!!!!!!!! Sacrifical love again with the mothers and daughters.....story goes on.. just a glance to share.. ..
