ME AND MY MOTHER

Me  and  My Mother

This Mother’s day I stand on the periphery of two generations

I glance at my mother and then tenderly look at my daughter

My mother born with a silver spoon but in unfavourable times

When women had no voice, no choice

But my daughter is today’s force

She sure has a voice, with this belief I give wings to her dreams.

I gaze back and peep into my shadows

I delve deep into my Mother’s heart

Big enough to love all, endure all, give all

Resilient but extremely vulnerable

The values she holds on to, are becoming obsolete

People like her too are rare.

I too have a Mother’s heart, split into two

It is tender yet acts tough

One has a yearning and the other sings songs of melancholy

They say -a mother’s heart never betrays

It never conceits prejudices

But if it does, it speaks of no ordinary circumstances.

God smiled at the mother who came to Him to seek His blessings for her child but would not let her child remain alone with Him in His own house, such is a Mother’s heart.

Loads Of Love To All Mothers!