LIFETIME

LIFETIME

This is for my mother. Tranquility, sublimity in her hands I find each time I am being served food for life and thoughts. Before making myself comfortable with the omnipotent force of nature the feminine, I will bring out to you a fine description of her beauty and presence which inspires us every moment to do something constructive for the great cause of the sacrifice and actual motive for her children.

She is part of my

Pride and power

With clinging shower of

Knowledge and desire.

Beauty, Na! it is not

Always found in

Goodness of art, rather in

the views of the

viewer, even though

art is a concept of beauty and

liar must tell the truth

to be clear.

And to be clear in front of you, I have always of course being confronted by a question what is my address before mother Earth. I found it always (even you will find it) to be ‘My Mother’. She has been world to us. I am going to briefly tell a story of a man, named Masculine.

People would call him M. He crying without tear, saw his mother into her eyes, he saw everything, that meant to him the world, on the very day he born. Not even the air was touching him without his mother’s concern. He had been taken care like others. Truth was specially because it was a boy. Nature’s creation is also exclaimed. He couldn’t depart a moment from his mother. His grandmother also lolled him and would tell him bed time stories. But he would not forget to love his mother the most. He had slowly begun to learn letters and words. His teacher (a lady) made him learn. He learned very cunningly. He attended classes at higher level. There he soon met, with other friends and a new environment. By now, he had her sister as a friend who had started going primary. He learned every possible subject with great hope and belief in his teacher’s words, especially his Ma’m. M now had grown for senior studies. He had played childish tricks and games with his sister. She had been a friend and an inspiration for him. He also helped her at her tasks and studies. One time, he could remember, making her take the medicine even if it tasted bitter. He would cry if his sister fell down by chance. His mother would say “she is your angel, don’t make her cry at any instance”. He had craved those words in his heart and mind. By this time, he went for university. There he felt something unusual after seeing a girl. That was never felt before. She was Feminine. They would call her F. She was beautiful. He for time being, forgot his past, his world, his sister, everything. He only wanted her. Truthfully she was the need for him at that time. But anyhow he would feel happy seeing her and talking to her. He expressed his feelings as his friends called it Love. He experienced one severe part of his life. But after his studies over, he got employed. Separated from her, he could not find her. He carried the feelings with him and would search for her. The workplace, where he worked had his senior a woman. He would listen to her orders and explanations. He was obedient. He by now had her sister married to a good family. He was feeling alone, even though he had his mother. But soon she was gone with wrath of age. He realized the importance of a woman in his life. By chance, he found Feminine again. She was also carrying out her career life. Then to the situation, he got married to her. He played a nice tune. Every day was a new day for him. Soon he had a daughter, named baby feminine. She was his mother, he would think. He could not find himself as a child. He remained bound to the force of nature, Woman.

This story doesn’t end with this. This was a simple story of every individual at any instance of evolution. At all point of life, the brinks of life have seen and also will see the omnipotent presence of Woman. She was there when Earth was created and will be there at the time of its destruction. We are a part of her, as nature proves it. At every season it brings a new beginning with a reason. That is to sustain lives. Every woman like that, is a playful tune of song which calms our hither mind.

We are nothing if we forget to respect our mother. And above that we have to make ourselves useful for a great cause. Making our mother happy and safe is our life’s prime aim. The woman as a force needed to be protected and helped to build a wonderful world. The glory of nature is a smile of my mother. I and we almost all of us respect the woman. Her sacrifice, love, affection, lucidity, serenity, calmness, playful tunes would make everyone feel heavenly maiden with stretched meadows. The candor is that we are living upon benediction of her. The virtuousness in her propinquity will make this world like a new place to live in, daily.

Levity is in resting on her laps and ameliorating ourselves. She, only her festivity and her sole presence can make us fulfill the great cause. We need to learn how to be happy and make others smile. This is life. Close to seconds. In a world where relationships play an important role, we find woman at every node. Because she is ubiquitous and in a sense her presence is unavoidable, we need to make their presence good.

Have the pious propensity of predilect for she is the ultimate power of creation and existence of life. And for she is the original veracity of all questions raised. She is the nature of Nature.