THE QUINTESSENTIAL MOTHER: GIVING IT ALL SHE HAS

“If evolution really works, how come mothers only have two hands?”
Milton Berle

The above quote so lucidly brings forth the rigour of a mother’s job. I say job because, like any other work, a mother works for her kids. However unlike any other job, the job works, and performance of a mother cannot be measured by the smartest performance measurement indices, cannot be calculated by the most advanced analytical tool, and cannot be completely narrated by the best orator. Job profiling has no boundary and the job responsibilities are infinite. The world’s best companies will fail to design a compensation plan since the dimensions, magnitude, and value that the role accompanies is limitless and boundaryless.

As a mother myself, I can relate to this special bond with the umbilical cord. My mind races back to the feeling that overpowered me when I felt the bundle of flesh and bones growing within me, the kicks that told me Hey mama! I'm right here and kicking fit. The tranquillity and peace that I could feel in my baby when a piece from Kenny G’s or Beethoven fell in my ears. It made me sure that my baby was sleeping peacefully curled up within the amniotic fluid, feeling my heart’s oceanic love.

This is not me alone.

This is how every mom in the world feels.

Someone rightly said that “Motherhood is the greatest thing and the hardest thing”.

The tears of joy that often overflow from a mother’s eyes holding her bundle of joy for the first time, immediately after having gone through the excruciation process of childbirth is so mesmerizing. The woman then sets herself on an endless journey of nurturing, caring, safeguarding the child, sacrificing readily and unknowingly even her simplest wishes, simplest needs, and to ensure her child is first before self. This goes the same for all mothers across the globe.

Trust me, it’s not easy at all to be ignoring oneself and readily giving up all the wishes and desires, but a mother can only do that without any second thought. She so willingly gives up anything that she may think will hamper her child’s needs or comfort. Meryl Streep, Hollywood’s darling actress, capsulized the essence of motherhood in the following words, “Motherhood has a very humanizing effect. Everything gets reduced to essentials”.

The mama is the best multitasker in the world, ever ready to wear the cook’s apron to experiment her culinary skill for her children, wearing the nurse’s apron as she remains sleepless for nights on tenterhooks when her child falls sick, wearing the specks of a teacher to teach her child subjects ranging from academics to life and social skills. The same mother becomes her child’s best friend and is forthright to wipe the tears of the broken heart of her teenage son or girl, replenish a youngster’s falling patience, sing a lullaby of inspiration to the rattled mind of a young man or woman who is learning to walk without her hand.

She is the same mother who brushes her tears if she faces teenage tantrums from her young growing up kids. She undoubtedly has the most forgiving heart.

Try hurting her child and the Ninja within the mother awakens, indifferent to the strength or wit of the enemy in front. She will fight out to her last drop of blood to protect her child from any physical or emotional threat.

She ‘the mother’ is the happiest person to let go her child and share the love of her life with someone else, as her child walks down the aisle holding the hand of his or her better half.

Believe me the silent prayers from a mother’s heart for her child’s life will follow him or her throughout and act as a lucky charm.

Without batting an eyelid, I would agree wholeheartedly with the saying by Mitch Albom,

“When you look into your mother’s eyes, you know that is the purest love you can find on this earth”

This goes my friends for all mothers of the world, rich or poor, in the most developed or poorest countries, in the oriental or western culture, whether a homemaker or an accomplished CEO. Mother and Child relationship is the most organic and fulfilling one.

As I sit and reflect back on my voyage in the sea of life, I can never be enough grateful to the lady who cradled me and bore all the trials and tribulations to nurture and hold my hand to this day.

At this juncture, when our world is facing the scariest challenge from a microorganism, I can only sit and salute to all those mothers who are carrying out their duties as nurses, doctors, and medical staff, risking their own lives to save the lives of others. These mothers have the curling fear of their kids falling prey to the predator coronavirus, yet they go to their duties to ensure that their children have a better future. It is horrifying to see the visual images of women having achieved the newly acquired status of motherhood but couldn’t even hold the most important love of their life since the virus sheepishly entered their body.

My heart squirmed seeing the video clip of Colonel Ashutosh Sharma (the martyr who laid down his life-fighting terrorists on the Indian soil) mother not shedding a drop of a tear but waiting patiently to hold her son for the last time as he retreated on his last journey, draped in the tricolour as a tribute to his valour and supreme sacrifice.

Do you think these are not the quintessential mother?

In fact, they are the rarest of the rare type of mothers who swallow their own hurt and emotions to keep their kids alive and even alive after death.

I have no qualms in repeating with all conviction the words of Rudyard Kipling that

“God could not be everywhere and therefore he made mothers”.

written by
Dr. Susmita Parija

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