MOTHER..!!!

"Amma ennalu..yeno harushavu, namma baalige.. avale daivavu, amma ennalu ella marethevu, endoo kaanadaa sukhava kandevu..." (To say MOTHER, it feels good, she is d god to our lives, we forget everything when we call MOTHER, we see the HAPPINESS which we never see/saw!).

I walk back in my memory lane, I was hardly 11 or 12 then and one fine day in my school everyone started to talk abt their emotions and feelings towards their mothers. I had to stroll for a while to understand whatz goin on arnd. I had always known Teacher's Day, Children's Day, etc., but never knew dat there was a day dedicated to MOTHER!. I was so happy that day and was back home early w/o playing wid my frens after school. I started a sweet little chat with my amma(mom). I asked her had she ever heard abt MOTHER'S DAY!, she listened to me and dinn reply for a while and got me a glass of milk. For a moment i thot she dinn know abt that, then came those words which made me feel lost within her.. these were the words "After i became a mother, every day is Mother's Day".

ME the fool always thought from my side, that was the day when i satrted thiinking from her side too. I had few questions for myself..

"How many times can a Mothers heart be broken? How many tears can a Mother shed? How much love as yet unspoken Can never be said?".

I recall a few words which i had come across years ago.. abt MOTHER!! .."Her baby's beautiful eyes only seek the goodness in people!, her touch can move the unmoveable". My mom keeps on repeating "When the kids are grown,life will be different. They'll leave our nest,and the house will be Quiet....and calm....and empty....and lonely....And I won't like that at all!And then I'll spend my time, not looking forward to SOMEDAY,but looking back at YESTERDAY ."

Me feels dat she is d only person who can spread SELF-LESS LOVE. A mother’s love begins before the child is born and lasts through time and difficulties and differences and many wounds and days of joy and days of sorrow, winding, wearing, eeping, sharing, changing until, at the end what remains is that solid core that began as love before the child was born. Her love is like the rush of life, a bubbling, laughing spring that runs through all like liquid light and makes the mountains sing.

It is far beyond defining, it defies all explanation, and it still remains a secret like the mysteries of creation....A many splendoured miracle man cannot understand and another wondrous evidence of God's tender guiding hand.

To a child's ear, "mother" is magic in any language. A mother's love is patient and forgiving when all others are forsaking, it never fails or falters, even though the heart is breaking! No gift to your mother can ever equal her gift to you - LIFE!!!

Love you mom!!!!