Parental Wise

When I see those babies giggling and adding a zest to others lives, I see the strength of their mothers.

In my years of working, I met a lot of people, made a few friends;  learning every step of the way.  What stood out in my memory were two girls- probably, the best mothers in the world. My motherly skills are zilch. The desire to bear a child is minimal. While I fight the fear of the 9 months of ordeal and years of turmoil and sacrifice thereafter to bring up a child, I was forced to learn. 

These two colleagues, both named Anu, strove. They followed the doctor’s advice, took their medicines and ate on time, exercised along with handling a very hectic schedule. I saw them smile in pain. I saw them do their work even when physically they couldn’t push themselves anymore. Most importantly I saw them caress their wombs to communicate their unconditional love for the developing life within them. 

They were magicians, they were science and they were life givers. I see them both with their daughters now and think, do these girls know what their moms’ have been through to give them birth? 

Then I see their twinkling eyes and I know that they honor their mother’s efforts and are meant to do great things. They have inherited the strength of their mothers and the unconditional support of their fathers. They will conquer life.  

We all grow up to criticize our upbringing or at least undermine it. It’s only when we actually become parents do we realize what our parents have done for us. They give their all to bring a responsible contributor to the world – their child.

Parents face all storms with grit. They want to build a haven around their young ones.

Sometimes we might think that our parents push us too much, or maybe project their wishes onto us. This is something even coaches do to their students. However, we forget the ills of the outsiders, the teachers or coaches and remember familial disappointments. I guess it dents the affection that we share with our birth givers.

Every human on this earth is a by-product of the beliefs and strengths of their parents. Although a man may contribute in terms of sperms, financial security, and emotional balance, their efforts are as commendable as the women’s who bear them. If only we children can acknowledge this and with no malice, pain or disappointment accept the divine blessings of our parents, I bet this world would have fewer criminals, terrorists, arsonists, abusers, and disbelievers.

It’s a sincere appeal to all, to mend bridges, jump fences, kick hurt and embrace our true positive existence

The mother who bears us, the father who strives forever; always conceived that they would create the lamps that would enlighten the world with knowledge, skill, and harmony. Let’s fulfill their dreams. Let’s not exert only for the next generation but also for the older generation that saw those visions for us. Let’s be forgiving, accepting and wise. Let’s preserve the child in us- just like our parents preserve our childhood in their memories.