Mother, you are my God, you are my world (part 1)
I first met my mother
Before my first meeting with her, my life was very beautiful. There was no sorrow in life and neither was there any desire to get anything. Before meeting her, life used to pass like this. Like the life of travelers passes in an unknown journey! Neither there was a desire to get anything on earth nor a desire to find something in the sky. My life was limited to some work only.
Waking up in the day, sleeping at night had become the aspect of life. Having fun with friends and running away from studies. My relationship with studies was the same as that of earth and sky! Everyone used to tell me the same thing that why don't you study? If you will not study. Then what will you do in life?
No one will support you in this world? But I did not pay attention to their words. Because mother used to tell me that whether anyone supports you or not, I will always support you like a shadow. The whole world will hold you in happiness but I will hold you even when you are falling apart in sorrow. I will have to scatter all your sorrows first. I used to think that sorrow has been created by God and how can sorrow scatter God.
When God would have created mother, he must have cried that I can give her life but how can I commit the sin of taking her back. Mother drinks up all our sorrows perhaps that is why our first meeting, first breath, first word, first heartbeat is mother. When the word mother would have come on the tongue for the first time, then life would have drunk the nectar of life.



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