After my death, I assume the world will continue to turn and the trail I leave behind may or may not continue past me. Perhaps loved ones will miss me. Perhaps my enemies will celebrate. I just hope my life will have contributed in a positive manner to this world. Eventually I will decompose and feed hungry maggots. At least, I will have served that purpose of life, that the people who care and love me should exist as shining Stars with its full brightness even on my absence. I hope blog is one such instrument to show the brightness of the people who loved me. This article is a dedication to all the Parents who care and love their children.
Once our teacher told us(Her name is Mrs. Annamma), if we love our parents more than they love us, then all the rivers in the world will flow in the reverse direction. That was all Greek and Latin for me then. Later, when I grew up I understood the meaning that "To understand our parent's love we must raise and feed children ourselves". And you know what is the shortcut to go to our young age, Have a child. The parenthood will be a concept till a baby is born. What inspired me to write this article is a recent incident I came across that, the parents who spend their whole life and sold all their properties for their only daughter's education, had been dejected by her at later stage of their life. Great Pain!!!! I feel like tearing my hearts away. Later, she wanted to go away from her parents as she considered them as a liability only to chase her dreams. In their dream they saw her. She was everywhere for them. They gave her decent education and to visit a decent school and to learn the basics of society and its behaviour. Further they taught her how to behave correctly when to approach a group of people. From them she learned how to respect others. They knew when she used to sit and get up. They knew every heart beat of her's. They knew how many hairs she had since they did their best to make her like them or even better than them. They picked her up from the beginning. They may not be perfect parents according to her since they must have said "I said So". However, they planned out every day of her life. They had given more than human and take care of her with all heart and soul. They wiped her tears in the time of need. They never stopped being good to her. For them she was an angel and more than treasure. They never want any "Thanks" from her. They just wanted her presence which would have make them in heaven. They must have felt proud even if she said how grateful she is to her Father and Mother for all those they did for her. A word to her mother, that how deliciously she cooked the food for her and how much pain her Father had taken to brought her up. All their pains would have been vanished just by those gestures and words.
I still remember a true Musalman's conversation with his friend, when I was having my Ice cream in a parlour which I used to had after my College time. His friend asked him what he would do when he came to know that he may die the next moment. Then this Musalman told he would call his parents and ask forgiveness for all the misdeed he did to them as well as his "GRATEFULNESS" towards them whatever they did for him and visit the people who he considered as his enemies and the people who considered he as their enemies and say "SORRY". Great Man!!!! That is what I think about him now. At that age I was not able to understand what he said. Now the words of mysterious are unraveling before me. May be God must have closed his mouth then to make me feel that He is fool than clearing all my doubts then. Let us learn from him that we will not wait till end to say our "GRATEFULNESS" and "SORRY" to our parents and our enemies respectively. After all, what is the use of giving our parents pictures in the "In Living Memories" column of a newspaper after they pass away from us, when we could some thing today more than tomorrow. Let us create this world a heaven by saying only good words. Let all human being LIVE IN PEACE AND HARMONY.
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