Mother-a multiple role actress in
the world
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.
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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!
