Mother's Day

To write or not to write that is the question. For...what and how do I write? Write about one of the most important persons of my life or rather the reason why I came into being. Funny, isn't it?...How many times in your life have you sat down to write good things about your mother and did succeed to go beyond the first few lines. Personally, I don't think there will be many. No...not because you don't love your mother or there is hardly anything to write about her but for the sheer reason that there is so much so about her that you rarely do realize where to begin and how to concise the ocean full of warmth and love that she pours into our life.

And yet, rarely do we realize the profound impact a mother has on our lives day in and day out. It's so subtle and sublime that we at times fail to fathom the depths of what comes to us through her. So today it's not just my mother that I dedicate this piece of blog to, but every mother in the world who in one way or other, knowingly or unknowingly shaped the lives of not just her children but also of the world. For had it not been for Mary,  Jesus would not have been there, nor Rama without Kaushalya, nor Buddha without his mother  or   the likes of Abraham Lincoln, Gandhi without their mother. Such the unselfishness of the kind soul called mother that she would let her child speak rather than be at the fore. This an ode to that mother holds the power to create extraordinary human beings out of nothing.

And I am glad to be blessed with one such mother.