Mother-a multiple role actress in the world

Mother-a multiple role actress in the world

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 An old Jewish proverb goes thus, “God could not be everywhere, so he created mothers”.  Indeed, this proverb holds truth eternally. Mothers are the goddess in disguise.   She forgets her today for our tomorrow. She sacrifices her favorites for our welfare.  An ancient Indian adage reads, “Mata pita guru deva” which when translated stands for mother, father, teacher and god in its strict sense. A mother comes before god and thus she represents the noblest of all people. Milton Berle says, “If evolution really works, how come mothers only have two hands? This emphasizes on the multiple role she plays in her life. It reminds us how a mother frees her busy schedule to do a lot of things. Thus, a mother in her life time lifts the heaviest burden and plays a role of a nurse, teacher and friend.

Since the conception, till she delivers us to this world, one can just imagine how ceaseless agony presses her hard. Sometimes, giving up her favorite food to maintain us inside, how, miserable she must feel. We can’t feel because we never become one.  She sacrifices everything for her baby’s health—her beautiful time to her favorite dish. William Goldsmith Brown says, the sweetest sounds to mortals given, are heard in Mother, Home, and Heaven”.

After we are born how tough life blows her, one cannot imagine. We don’t know what goes through her life, having to raise us despite our being so vulnerable to natural calamities. From an immovable- log like us to the dynamic- machine like human being, she helps us metamorphose. She provides everything for our growth. Between the times we are baby, till we consider ourselves grown, she cares for us like nobody else. The bed which we urinate and that stinks,   she washes without even the slightest sense of burden and filth. The bottom where feces cling like dew drops on a leaf, she wipes with her bare hand without taking it as a burden. Often times, when she falls asleep early overcome with lassitude, just at a single cry of ours, she wakes up to console and fondle us putting us back to sleep. No matter how hard weariness pulls her, consoling us on her aching laps, she never ignores to suckle us. Even when rivulet of sweats drains her forehead and that she is parched, she never forgets to give us her time. “Grown don’t mean nothing to a mother. A child is a child. They get bigger, older, but grown? What’s that supposed to mean? In my heart it doesn’t mean a thing” says, Toni Morrison in the Beloved. To a mother, we never grow old; we remain the same young baby no matter how grey and long our beards grow. “Being a mother means that your heart is no longer yours; it wanders wherever your children do” reads another adage by an anonymous.

While swinging us on a cradle, she sings lullaby to put us into sleep. Sometimes grasping our hands, she teaches us to walk. Sometimes, chewing eatables for us, she teaches us chewing things. The times of life when legs are just useless organs, she teaches us to crawl. Carrying on her back, she teaches us utter words so that world bows to our words as we grow. An anonymous writer says, “The formative period for building character for eternity is in the nursery. The mother is queen of that realm and sways a scepter more potent than that of kings or priests”. Yes, it is the mother who teaches the ABCs of ethics and discipline.  She is the one who instills in us attitude . I always remember what my mum says: She says, “don’t let a day come when you may have to droop your head low”. Everything summarizes here —she has taught me the values; she has taught me not to incline my actions towards wrong doings and, of all, she has taught me just not to be a better   son but a better human being.  James Russel Lowell further improves my statement. He says, the best academy, a mother’s knee—meaning that she teaches us a lot of things in life.

As a friend, a mother shares us her life with us. In the words of Washington Irving it follows thus: “A mother is the truest friend we have, when trials heavy and sudden, fall upon us; when adversity takes the place of prosperity; when friends who rejoice with us in our sunshine desert us; when trouble thickens around us, still will she cling to us, and endeavor by her kind precepts and counsels to dissipate the clouds of darkness, and cause peace to return to our hearts”.

In the words of Oliver Wendell Holmes, it says: “youth fades; love droops; the leaves of friendship fall; a mother’s secret hope outlives them all”.  This clearly tells us that it’s in the heart of a mother where unconditional and unfailing love grows. It is her love that keeps us moving; that keeps us living and boosts us with encouragement to feel we ought to live. When the rest world turns deaf ears to our feelings, it’s is she who would listen to us with sincerity and curiosity. She never gets bored of listening to our useless jokes, meaningless stories and repeated requests.

Therefore, having known what a mother does in her lifetime, it is said that there is no action that can repay our mother. Sometimes acting like a nurse, she nurtures us. Sometimes in life times, as a teacher she preaches us the unfailing qualities of unconditional love. She teaches us what it means to be disciplined and ethical. Above all, she guides us to be a good human being. As a friend, she always listens to our problem, console us and pull us back each time failures push us down. Time to time, she pats us on our back and remind us she is with us. A mother is not just herself, but angel!