Mothers Day Special ...
{ it takes a big heart to be a mother }
The only source of Human Existence is a mother ... we first open our eyes we see her ... The only living form of goddesses are Mothers for the powers our religious books refer to are nothing but the duties a mother has to obey ... Lordess Durga G with multiple hands is a mother with multiple duties of a sister , daughter , friend , teacher , phiolosopher everything possible ... Lordess Saraswati G a symbol of how mothers spend their entire life's for growing us with education and talent , Lordess Kali maa the form of a mother when she sees her child in pain or distress to fight from the society ... We may argue with u , we may fight , we may scream at times but trust us nothing is because of u its because of us the stress that we go through we know there is no one we can ever Trust ... Maa , Mother , Ammi , Maa-mi , Maa-Si , Granny, Nani , Aunt, ma'am , mummy , mummaa no matter how You call your mother but remember at least for once tell her how lucky you are to have her besides you , Tell her how much you value her and remember she wants nothing more than you being happy the path could be hers but the reason will always be you ...
And I Admit we can never ever be anywhere near to the love that you are able to Give ... Thank You to my Lordess who brought me and protected me always like a shadow , who revived me like Lordess Parvati ...
I would also thank all those beautiful ladies who are Mothers or are going to be mothers because there is nothing much big and beyond this duty of a mother ... Like it's said the Product is how u manufacture even we humans are a product of how our parents help us while we were being built ... Thank you To all Mothers Ur love Is and will always remain unmatched .... it was because of you all that we could find love even if the mother for another son but her love was pure for us
#SaluteYouAll
HAPPY Mothers Day to all the Mothers in this world , May lord bless us all with just this one connectivity called love which we try to learn from you #ThankYou
A Small Story that always Brings a tear in my eye when i remember this day and I'm sure when you remember your mothers it will remind you of their sacrifice that they are or might have made .... "
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Mother’s Sacrifice
My mom only had one eye. I hated her… she was such an embarrassment. My mom ran a small shop at a flea market. She collected little weeds and such to sell… anything for the money we needed she was such an embarrassment. There was this one day during elementary school.
I remember that it was field day, and my mom came. I was so embarrassed. How could she do this to me? I threw her a hateful look and ran out. The next day at school… “Your mom only has one eye?!” and they taunted me.
I wished that my mom would just disappear from this world so I said to my mom, “Mom, why don’t you have the other eye?! You’re only going to make me a laughingstock. Why don’t you just die?” My mom did not respond. I guess I felt a little bad, but at the same time, it felt good to think that I had said what I’d wanted to say all this time. Maybe it was because my mom hadn’t punished me, but I didn’t think that I had hurt her feelings very badly.
That night… I woke up, and went to the kitchen to get a glass of water. My mom was crying there, so quietly, as if she was afraid that she might wake me. I took a look at her, and then turned away. Because of the thing I had said to her earlier, there was something pinching at me in the corner of my heart. Even so, I hated my mother who was crying out of her one eye. So I told myself that I would grow up and become successful, because I hated my one-eyed mom and our desperate poverty.
Then I studied really hard. I left my mother and came to Seoul and studied, and got accepted in the Seoul University with all the confidence I had. Then, I got married. I bought a house of my own. Then I had kids, too. Now I’m living happily as a successful man. I like it here because it’s a place that doesn’t remind me of my mom.
This happiness was getting bigger and bigger, when someone unexpected came to see me “What?! Who’s this?!” It was my mother… Still with her one eye. It felt as if the whole sky was falling apart on me. My little girl ran away, scared of my mom’s eye.
And I asked her, “Who are you? I don’t know you!!” as if I tried to make that real. I screamed at her “How dare you come to my house and scare my daughter! Get out of here now!!” And to this, my mother quietly answered, “oh, I’m so sorry. I may have gotten the wrong address,” and she disappeared. Thank goodness… she doesn’t recognize me. I was quite relieved. I told myself that I wasn’t going to care, or think about this for the rest of my life.
Then a wave of relief came upon me… one day, a letter regarding a school reunion came to my house. I lied to my wife saying that I was going on a business trip. After the reunion, I went down to the old shack, that I used to call a house…just out of curiosity there, I found my mother fallen on the cold ground. But I did not shed a single tear. She had a piece of paper in her hand…. it was a letter to me.
She wrote:
My son, I think my life has been long enough now. And… I won’t visit Seoul anymore… but would it be too much to ask if I wanted you to come visit me once in a while? I miss you so much. And I was so glad when I heard you were coming for the reunion. But I decided not to go to the school…. For you… I’m sorry that I only have one eye, and I was an embarrassment for you. You see, when you were very little, you got into an accident, and lost your eye. As a mother, I couldn’t stand watching you having to grow up with only one eye… so I gave you mine… I was so proud of my son that was seeing a whole new world for me, in my place, with that eye. I was never upset at you for anything you did. The couple times that you were angry with me. I thought to myself, ‘it’s because he loves me.’ I miss the times when you were still young around me. I miss you so much. I love you. You mean the world to me.My World Shattered. I hated the person who only lived for me . I cried for My Mother, I didn’t know of any way that will make up for my worst deeds…
Moral: Never Ever hate anyone for their disabilities. Never disrespect your parents, don’t ignore and under estimate their sacrifices. They give us life, they raise us better than they had been, they give and keep trying to give better than they ever had. They never wish unwell for their kids even in their wildest dreams. They always try showing right path and being motivator. Parents give up all for kids, forgive all mistakes made by kids. There is no way to repay what they done for kids, all we can do is try giving what they need and it is just time, love and respect.
I respect women for they are or will be Mothers
