It was a silent night. The moon was bright and sky was clear. In the far corner suddenly a cry was heard, a cry of a baby and followed it a lullaby. The sweet melody of a mother singing to her kid was the sweetest thing that was heard in that silent night.
Mother, a lady who is the reason of your existence in this world. She bore you in her womb with all the pain and still had a smile on her face. The tears of pain turns into tears of happiness when she saw you for the first time. From tying diapers to feeding you, she is the one who never gets tired.From making your bed to the tiffin in the morning, she is the one always upright. She is the reason for your warm food to the cold milk that you always liked. And yet, she is the one you ignore at times.
The love of a mother is unconditional. For everything that she does, it can never be repaid.
Each individual is different but the roots come from the learnings and culture that the mother in cultivates in her kids. She sees her image in them. You are a part of her.
Today I realise the importance of my mother and her existence in my life even more, when I am sitting miles away from her writing this.
"Always love your mother as you will never get another...!!!"
