Hmm…to begin writing something abut the person for whom you were being able to do for whatever you are now…really needs something that is beyond description. Mother,maa,mummy,mumma..no matter however you call it …it sounds the same…here remains a hidden radiance in the word itself…people start feeling solace on its mere utterance. Yes ..my mom ..she is like everything to me…its for this lady that am whatever I am today!!1It is for her that I have been able to transmogrify myself from a kid to a lady. Her sternness and at the same time the indescribable gentleness is like sumthing like a goddess…There remains a positive aura surrounding her that is beyond description. Well she is strict to the pinnacle as she wants her kids reach up the ladder of success…and achieve whatever they want in their life. And no matter wherever I go..whatever I do..i just feel secured in the thought that my mom is there beside me at every possible turn I take. This mere feeling restores an eternal bliss….a halcyon somewhere at the back of my mind that I need to do the right thing .This too pacifies my soul when am fluttered. Every whack she bestows upon me is not of anger or resentment but that signifies her overwhelming concern and assiduousness for me. Was just something that she wanted to teach me a lesson that would probably work at the back of my mind and I succumb from treading on the wrong path. And whenever I get frustrated or things donot fall into their respective places properly, I snuggle myself into her frowsty lap..and the feeling I get whenever she blows her hand through my hair…even when she keeps her hand over my head..that mere feeling pacifies my bereaved soul..and provides me with a sort of pseudo force tht drives me again to de better piece of work..it teachs me that success and failure are the opposite side of the same coin..all that you need to taste failure if you want success in life. I usually eschew doing many things that may make her unhappy coz perhaps I cannot express this thing but I just want to see her happy..the feeling itself is great..For me n ma sister she battled a lot of odds and rose above her predicaments to reach us where we are now. Her whole life is devoted to the well being of her kids..of us. She never go into any sort of adulation in no matter how great jobs we ended up doing. I can remember in school whenever we topped in our classes..then too we felt somehow she was not happy..and one day I asked her..if she was happy or not. Even our neighbors praised us…but she was just the same..unfazed..I could not understand..why she did like that. So the day I asked her..she replied…
”Dekho mam (my nickname..) jibon ta tomader ekhono shurui hoe ni..bhalo to korecho nischoi..kintu etai to shesh noe..ekhono onek kichu korte hobe..boro hote hobe..maane boro hobar moto boro..etuku diye ki hobe..jiboner shehse ki kore jete parle shetai loke dkehbe…loke proshonshe korbe..ami to tomder bahloi chai..aar ami jodi ekoni tomader proshonsha kori loker kache ar kalke jodi tomra otota bhlao na kore uthte paaro tahole loke ki bolbe?”
[In short she hesitated to praise us coz there is a lot for us to do now and she wanted to wait till the end to praise us].
I really learned a lesson from her that day. So satiation shud never be the hindrance for one’s success. If you get satisfied..you can never progress. At times it keeps your feet gronded. Otherwise a small step to success will make you feel on cloud nine..and that really does harm you and will surely leave your later advancements beleaguered. Thats what I learned that day.
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