My Mother is my basis of Right & Wrong

We, humans are made of the 5 basics elements of nature or biologically of vessels, bones, muscles, etc. We have a brain to understand, analyse situations and a heart to feel, love.
But we are not born trained to be somebody – we discover that through people who shape our lives early on. Our parents, more importantly in Indian context, play the most crucial role in deciding how we will turn out as human beings.
In my home – my Dad was working & was less indulging except making decisions of our education, hobbies, vacations while my Mom was the home maker & was expected to take care of us when we goto school, come back from school, plan birthday parties, fall sick.

When you are an adolescent or a teenager, you do not value a lot of important things in your life. For me also, though I always based my life on how my parents wanted me to – focussing on education, coming first in the class, taking up a good job, excelling in sports, extracurriculars, but I truly did not learn to value my parents & especially my Mom.

My closeness with my Mom began once I started living on my own – in a new city of Bombay & was expected to take care of myself, my house & also my mood swings
Here I got to realise the expectations under which a woman/lady is laden in Indian culture to keep her home, family happy while her happiness comes the last. Nobody really checks on her that how is she doing, forget appreciating her.

This was when her role in my life got bigger because I started getting disillusioned with my life, career, morals, friends, happiness, etc.
Though I could not discuss all the questions openly with her (my fault maybe) but I found that she understood me the best & would give the perfect solutions even if in few words the most.
With her in my mind & heart, I had the confidence of continuing & facing the barriers – I do feel that she got me closer to myself by making me believe in Goodness, Righteousness, Strength, Love, Sensitivity, Compassion, Dedication, Caring for all equally, Giving with no expectations of receiving, selflessness, etc. etc.
Good words are not enough to describe how strong, resilient a person she is despite she has not scolded, chided a single person. She is 100 times more pretty than my sister & I are, she is physically stronger, flexible, her hair is 90% black though she is 55+, she looks most pretty in sari.
Touch wood! Let her live for the belief in this world’s goodness to exist

She is my candle in the darkness!

She always wanted me to be independent – financially, emotionally, etc. She always said that all I want to see is the two of you stand on your own feet & not depend on anyone for any help. This has been my guiding force – it may seem very small thing especially for boys since they always end up being financially independent & emotionally distant but I feel it is my biggest achievement in my life to been able to build a life around something.
I do see the pride in her eyes when she hears something nice about me or when I get gifts for her or other family members.

I am sure everybody’s Mom is special – I do want to mention my Bua, my Mausi, some neighbourhood aunties like Purohit aunty, Mahendroo Aunty, Lokwani aunty, Singh aunty who always gave me unbound love – the max they could.

This world is a beautiful place coz of the motherly Love that exists in different forms.