Mother

I would like to paint a picture in your mind.

A perfectly balanced seesaw, a sudden displacement of the weights and it all flips to one side. Something similar happened in lives of a close few and mine as well.

Before this event, I was never fully aware of the beauty which came in the form of an equilibrium, no added responsibilities, never much bothered with what's for dinner or what'll I have for breakfast, days changed into nights with a swift movement of the clock hands till that evening in December. 

A simple fall would disrupt the equilibrium, changes in the weights and at the end a fracture. Fast forward to this day, the scales seem to be nearly balanced, the added responsibilities slowly fading away and the picture of life starts to fit back into it's frame. 

Moving on I'll share a quotation from the Holy Quran.

And We have enjoined on man doing of good to his parents; with troubles did his mother bear him and with troubles did she bring him forth; and the bearing and the weaning of him was thirty months. (46:15)

A lot of us wake up every morning without the thought of what to make for breakfast, in the afternoon we don't have to worry about the lunch and at night it's not the dinner that keep us up but some other tasks or commitment. 

I gave food as a reference since it's a very basic human need, there are a lot many things that we don't have to worry about knowing that we have "mother" in our lives, the ones who don't, they walk through an empty space everyday. 

In another chapter it's said 

“Thy Lord has commanded that ye worship none but Him, and has enjoined benevolence towards parents. Should either or both of them attain old age in thy lifetime, never say: Ugh; to them, nor chide them, but always speak gently to them; be humbly tender with them and pray: Lord, have mercy on them even as they nurtured me when I was little.” 

(17:24-25). 

And the final quote is from the Holy Prophet Muhammad(p.b.u.h)

“Paradise lies at the feet of your mothers.”

When we fail to appreciate the blessings we have, we get to realize their worth when we lose them, none of us is perfect but at the end of the day I have to try to reach a place better than where I was standing yesterday.

I'm no scholar, just that I find writing a bridge to associate the past, present, future with something Divine, walking one step at a time.