WE ALL AGE, OUR MOTHERS BEFORE WE DO

 



“All mothers want their sons to grow up to be President.

But, they don’t want them to become

politicians in the process.”

John F. Kennedy

 

We all age, our mothers before we do… And, most of us do not realize this simple, natural process. When we became independent, our mothers lost theirs… When we started gaining health, wealth and position in life, they slowly and steadily began to lose them…

Old age and sickness don’t spare any of us. Still, when it comes to looking after – or, is it putting up with? – our aged and ailing parents, we tend to show our impatience and selfishness… Our true colours!

It’s one thing to post on social media the happy pictures of our mothers and wish - ‘A Happy Mother’s Day’… It’s completely different thing to sit next to her, holding her frail hands and just listen to her, feel her pain, anxiety and loneliness…

Optics and ‘God Bless Her’ are hollow. What mothers really need, today, is a quiet dignity… empathy and patience… Yes, care and love.

I heard someone asking: “Whose Mother’s Day is today – yours, you wife’s, your daughter-in-law’s or son-in-law’s… Whose?”

This person may sound cynical. But, for a moment, let’s place our hands on our hearts and ask this: “Do I feel the same for each of these mothers? How is someone else’s mother less compared to my own? And, to my own, am I truly sincere and empathetic?”




In life, isolation is the hardest thing to deal with. We forget, that we, too, shall, one day, land where our aged and ailing parents are now. We, too, shall face impatience, empathy and selfishness…

And, let me tell you this: That’s not being cynical… That’s being alive to the Karmic Law… ‘What goes around comes around!’








Therefore, let’s do less of public display of affection, and display more of quiet, dignified and sincere affection…

On this Mother's  Day!

 

GERALD D’CUNHA

 

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