Writing upon this theme is a lovely experience and full of colors! Mother is truly a blessing and a luxury, which all of us can’t afford. I have seen people who were raised up without either of their parents and that is a horrible thing to live with, beyond our imagination.
We certainly experience the love of a mother in one form or the other. We have seen our aunts, sister-in-law, or sisters having a baby, and watching her nurture her kid is fascinating. She feeds him, shops pretty little clothes, sings a lullaby , and does everything with so much awe and admiration.
A few months back, one of my friends had a baby and that left a beautiful impression on the canvas of my soul. On hearing the news I was extremely overwhelmed. I mean I have seen my siblings marry, that too of my same age, have had neice for a long time now and also little cousins, whom we have pampered and had spent beautiful times, but oh god!! that one moment when you realize you are no more a child! Nope, no more. The friend with whom you have spent your entire childhood, being kiddish and sort of silly, being free, careless, and negligent, and then your entire collection of memories goes into a box and new phase starts. We are grown-ups now . *finally accepted*
It made me vibrant and I could feel that sense of responsibility she must have felt when she gave birth to a pure soul, her child. The reason it was a sudden realization was that we always had those discussions where we used to say we won’t get married or that we are only 9 now, 25 is way too many years in the future. And now this is it! We are here and it all gives me goosebumps to look back to the school times where we just played and do all silly kiddish things but today we are, threaded together with the pasts and … I have no words to say! Time flies fast. Faster when you are grown up.