The Selfless Originator

Hi People! Since this is my first post, I wrote something about a person who introduced me to this world of Humans…”Maa”

Her ailing, shaken hands holding few slices of bread could not decide as to whom she should feed first, her 5 year old daughter or the unborn, as her little 5 year old came to her and said, “My stomach aches Maa”—She knew it was hunger which gave her daughter a stomach ache. But the dilemma of the situation was sorted when the slices of breads were divided among-st both her kids.

Nothing can be compared to the selfless love that a mother has for her kids.

Unlike the other daughters of the world, who claim themselves to be- “Papa Ki Pari”, I have been my mummy’s forever favorite. She has always been protective for me as any other mother of the world would have been. With each thoughtful thing that she did for me, she made me wonder as to what could be the reason for her being so watchful all the time and honestly, I felt bad at times.

Time passed and I was about to step into a completely new phase of my life -College. Just the thought of moving away from my family brought tears in my eyes. Several thoughts started to haunt me at nights. “How will I survive in between a set of completely unknown faces?”, “I cannot even cross a road by my-self, how am I going to walk on a new path?” But the night before I was supposed to leave, I got answers to all my meaningless queries. Curiously, I asked my mum if she trusted me and was sure that I will be able to make through.

Innocently, she smiled. She tapped on my shoulder and said, “I think you have learnt all that you were supposed to and you are mature enough to decide what is good for you and what is not. If I was keeping a check on you all this while, it never meant that I didn’t trust you. I just wanted to make sure that you are on the right path and I believe, its time now for me to take a step back and for you to take a step forward and learn to fight battles with all that I’ve taught you.”

Itʼs been 7 years since then. I have been living independently, hundreds of kilometers away from her. But no matter what season or time I decide to go home, I always find a beautiful smile standing on the gate, super-excited to hug me and teary eyes whenever I’m supposed to leave.

Maybe there are words in this world that would express this bond well but I don’t think I’m quite aware about them.

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