After 9 months of struggle and pain, a loud cry brought a
huge smile to her face. I still had my eyes closed but I could feel her love
for me and the broad smile on her face over the pain she had gone through. I was
brought near-she hugged, the warmth of her love filled my heart with the
colors of the sky and I had my eye opened. Finally, I saw her smiling-it calmed my
heart and I slept in her arms. Since then every time when I had an issue, I just
remember her smile and my heart starts flying on top of every problem I had.
[I think that’s the only one day in the entire life, mom’s
heart are full of happiness and joy when they hear their baby crying. Other
times they are the most worried lady, even if your mood is slightly off.]
The first love of my life is my mom, her love is the purest.
She trusts blindly, she cares a lot and I know she will never betray me because
only the person with selfishness tries to betray but she never asked anything
in return for her love, care and trust. The only lady in the whole universe
whose needs come after mine, who is starving but still
finishes my hunger first, and who is in pain but always ready to wipe up
my tears before her.
No matter how older I am or I will be but her love is
constant and will be forever. The first teacher of my life, the best guide who guides
me to walk on the right path in life, a pure source of motivation, and the only lady who
understands me better than myself, my mom, I love you, mom.
