Wednesday, 24 September 2014

THE LANGUAGE OF MOTHER

Have you ever wondered from where does our life begin ? Your first heart beat inside your
mother’s womb keeping you  still alive . That’s the moment  where your life starts. The way you
kick yourself out of the womb , now ready to face the world ,away from the darkness into a
whole different world you know your life had just began. Actually No one knows because no one
is sure of when life truly begins. A baby out of  her mother’s womb has got no idea whether she  
is rich or poor , whether she is dark or fair , whether  she is touchable or untouchable . She has
just entered the world , opening her eyes . The first time she sees her mother, she knows God has
sent her to the hands of an angel .She feels safe .  Drops of tears fell on her soft cheeks , tears of
joy . She knows her mom was happy seeing her. A gentle kiss her mother gave her on here
forehead . She felt the warmth of her kiss . She grew up as a young girl .She didn’t want her
mother to be behind her any more. She felt more independent. She became a young lady one day
. She fell in love . She thought he was her world . She deserted her mother and left her . Her
mom was in solitary . She lived in her own world , she was young and energetic . She was in
love . She got married . She enjoyed the luxury , the lust , the intimacy . She forgot her old
mother totally . She made children , they often enquired about their grandmother. She told them
she lives far away in the north . Her children grew old under the shadow of her . She is a mother
now . Her daughter didn’t like her caring attitude . It reminded the way she treated her mother .
Her life changed , she was getting old . The beauty and energy she had was now lost . Her family
split . The man she loved betrayed her . She missed her mother more than anything .She wanted
her to be with her , but she was no more . She felt like an orphan . She sat under her favorite
window perceiving the thoughts she and her mother shared . She now understood the language of
MOTHER . She felt  wind rustle. She knew it was her mother. Her heartbeat stops .  
Life had just ended where it had started . 

-
Pavithra

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