Sometimes we are too rude to our parents that we don’t even realize. Today when I think of those days nostalgia springs through my body and fills me completely remorseful……at times I have been very harsh towards her. Being a mother my self now I realize how painstaking it is to rear a child….
Mother being very benevolent at heart and patient by nature, has tried to give me the best of the facilities but still, out of my own rage and ego snubbed her rarely expressed my feeling to her… being an extremely introvert kinds didn’t try to become her friend. Out of my own exasperation treated very badly. Even if a single thing is lost from drawer or anything misplaced, I would just burst at her, throw tantrum if the food was not deliciously made….
This is so ironical that despite of loving her, never showed it to her , despite of caring for her never expressed my concern towards her….this inhibitions of not expressing oneself to my own mother made me more pathetic, instead I have always thrown tantrums and fretted in front of her. I have oscillated between my hesitations and tongue tight attitude
With the passage of time my behavior changed though not considerably, nevertheless a bit. Gradually I knocked the door of adolescence which made me at times more vulnerable and at other gawky. This inhibitions and a sense of not sharing my feelings with mom made me blurt and formidable.
When I became a mother myself, then I realized that how relevant it is to express your feelings to your loved ones. One small gesture performed by my son really transformed me and showed me the mirror. He became my torch bearer in terms of being affectionate, adorable, mellow and patient.
Once I hurt and bruised myself profusely, my son saw and came running and hugged me kissed me on my heel showed so much concern that tears oozed out of my eyes. He at once brought first aid kit and tried to heel me in his own sweet little ways.
No matter how much I scold him he generously comes to me and loves me, utter such adorable words that my anger vanishes within the click of finger. Such is the mother child relationship where there is empathy, concern and expression of feelings which I completely lacked in. This incidence really made me ponder about the way I behaved with my mother and how my son behaves with me. I introspected myself and I completely felt ashamed and remorseful. In my own fake rage I have hurt my mother so much and never showed affection and love.
Well my baby taught me the biggest lesson of my life. It taught me that one should always show affection towards parents. As a daughter I completely flunk to be a good one but as it is said its never too late I vouch to make over all that’s gone..
- Shree Pallavi Karnwal
Passionate Writer
a very deep emotional article about different stages of life from being child to parent.
ReplyDeletevery perceptual.....!!!!