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#MothersDay - A message from Udita

For me Mother stands for my identity. Whatever I am today, my past and my future is all because of her. She has always been my source of inspiration, my never ending support and my 3 am friend. There were times when I craved to find my identity beyond her, but the more I tried, the more I have realized that it is her I am a part of. I think it is the only relation in the world where you do not judge the other person. I have never judged my mother. Whatever she has done in her life, whatever decisions she has taken has always been right according to me. We can never hear wrong about our mother like we cannot hear anything wrong about God. 

I can still remember the long conversations I used to have with my mother about life and its problems. She had so patiently listen to them and given me advice on each and every thing. I can still rewind those advice in my head today and find their relevance in my life.

Even today when I feel lonely or ill it is my mother I call. I sincerely hope she also does the same. Sometimes after so many years we start to take this relationship as granted and forget to tell our moms how we miss her and how grateful we are to her. But Mother’s day at least gives me an opportunity to say that. 
Now today when I am myself a mother of two, I wish I could inculcate all those values in my children which she had inculcated in me. Being mother is a wonderful feeling but somewhere down there, there is a fear 'what if I fail or what if I turned up to be miserable mother'. Sometimes I feel guilty for shouting at my children and sometimes I feel sad that I was not able to take my children to that class or to that movie. There are times when I expect so much from myself and from my children that I end up making myself miserable. I know no mother can be a failure, but sometimes we are way too much judged even by ourselves.



Today when my children, hand over a mother’s day card, I feel so complete in that relationship. My children are the mark I will leave the world with and I hope it is a great one. My children might not be my reflection but I hope they are happy wherever they go in life. I know one day they will take their own decisions and make their own life and would not need me to guide them but I know I will be happy when I see them at that.
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