Maa Tujhe Salaam: Mother’s Day Special

While I am not a big fan of having a “Day” to celebrate occasions as they are nothing but a windfall for greeting card companies and restaurants, on the occasion of Mother’s Day, I felt it was apt to write a blog to pay tribute to all mothers.

Firstly, the person who is credited with creating Mother’s Day- writer/activist Julia Ward Howe. She first suggested this idea in 1872 and held Mother’s Day meetings annually in Boston to unite women and rally for peace. Then, the inspirational West Virginia activist Anna Jarvis, who campaigned for observance of a national holiday in honor of her mother. Jarvis’ mom was a community health advocate, who had organized several Mother’s Day work clubs that addressed child rearing and public health issues. Jarvis wanted to pay tribute to her mom and all mothers. Without these three inspirational ladies, the world would not be celebrating Mother’s Day every year on the second Sunday of May.

My wife recently became a mother two months ago and I was fortunate to see her evolution from a happy-go-lucky carefree girl to a responsible mother in a short span of time. The sacrifice a mother puts in for the well-being of the child starts well before the delivery, in fact right from the moment the happiest news in the world is broken to her. The mother’s world starts to revolve around the little one in the womb and things would otherwise have been normal become a luxury (read these as eating out, parties, movies , going to the parlor etc. in today’s times). All for the greater good of seeing a happy and healthy child. Then starts the endurance process. A male like me had no idea about what labour pain feels like until I experienced it through the eyes of my wife. For me, a pin prick is good enough to shout loudly. Multiply the intensity of this by a billion and people who have not given child-birth will understand what sacrifice a mother undergoes in terms of the physical pain. But there is never a complaint as she always knows it is for the greater good of the world, “her” world, which is her child. A woman undergoes a big change when she becomes a wife, an even bigger change when she becomes a mom. Imagine this. As a recent dad, I hardly get time to write during the day. Most of my writing happens in the late evenings after the world has slept, or rather my world right now. Having taken a break , I try to do my bit by trying to burp, singing her to sleep, occasionally giving her bath, holding fort when my wife goes to the loo or has lunch. And I don’t have to breastfeed every hour. A new mom struggles to find time to squeeze in a bath. She doesn’t want to make the child wait in case she cries.   All this sacrifice despite having some amazing support from her parents.

Which brings me to pay tribute to the real stalwarts – the parents of all of us. In today’s time, parenting for us as a couple feels really tough to transition despite having both sets of parents in the same city – despite us not having to cook meals, wash dishes, clean the house etc. All our parents have made the biggest ever sacrifice by making our childhood a joyride. In those days when we were kids, I don’t think there were maids, day-care centres, cooks and washing machines. The parents of our generation have gone through all this without a complaint. There were two kinds of super-moms– some like mine who decided to quit their job to focus on their single biggest priority – their children. The second kind deserves an equal salute – moms like my mother-in-law who continued working so that they could make more money for us to enjoy the benefits and still took care of their children without batting an eye-lid. In today’s times, we give standing ovations to artistic performances and speeches we see live. If these things deserve a standing ovation, then I think our parent’s sacrifices deserve much more than just Whatsapp forwards and FB Insta “happy Mother’s Day” status messages. Till today, their single biggest priority remains their children and their well-being. Even to this date, those of us who are fortunate to have our parents alive, see the concern in their eyes when we have a small fever. They still consider us a little child even though many of us have ourselves become parents or have grown out of our college clothes. Many of us, me included, have reciprocated their love by taking them for granted. It is a sad truth of today that we will realize the true value of everything only when that thing is no longer available.

Let’s talk our motherland. While we cringe about jobs, higher taxes, intolerance ( all of which are real issues), what we forget is the financial state of our motherland. Many of us find the Budget to be boring or not of use to us. A shocking fact to many is that to spend every 100 Rs on various schemes, subsidies, the Govt borrows 19 Rs. Which means 100 Rs of expenses is only financed by 81 rs of taxes and other receipts. We are still repaying our old international loans and we continue to take more loans to fund our expenditure as a nation. 7.04 lac crore , yes you read it right, is the amount budgeted for borrowings and other liabilities by the Government of India. China, on the other hand, has become a trade surplus nation. Which is my Startup India is very important and creating jobs through entrepreneurship is a very satisfying thing as it provides more revenue to the motherland. Our parents did not have access to the kind of venture capitalist’s money or the FDIs in their era and so they sacrificed their lives so that we could fulfil their unrealized dreams. Instead, we still continue to play the safe game and work for others when in today’s age, there is no stopping a great idea when it comes to resources or funds. Even I am guilty of this but if this continues, the figures mentioned will only worsen. The likes of China and Korea realized this in the 60s and today, we have global powerhouses originating from there. Sadly, for many of us, our only concern in the budget is whether the Govt has reduced income tax slabs rate or not.

After our motherland comes the mother of all mothers – Mother nature. Our greed to inhabit , build concrete jungles and litter every God damn place in this planet has ensured that we face mother Natures’s fury through the likes of Cyclone Fani, tsunamis and earthquakes. Where there is no direct correlation between these disasters and manly greed of cutting forests, Natural does follow Netwon’s law to giving an equal and opposite reaction to our every greedy action.

So, what can we do to make all these mothers proud? Small actions when multiplied can create a significant impact. We can start with saying thank you to our moms, cooking for them, taking time off for a day and just hearing them out. To our motherland, we can do things like sponsoring a few kid’s basic education every year to help those less fortunate mothers get their children out of poverty, pay our taxes without cribbing and try to create jobs with the resources we have so that India is a debt free and a trade surplus nation. For mother nature, we can start with small things by not spitting on roads, carrying cloth bags to malls and minimizing plastic. We all have enough Google-able info around us to know what we need to do and pay tribute to all the mothers around us. This need not happen only on Mother’s day, we can do these small things daily at different scale in varied contexts.

If we do the small things right every day which make our mother proud and in turn our mother land and Mother Nature Proud, our future generations will thank us by singing in genuine praise….

Maa Tujhe Salaam

Happy Mother’s Day to all these lovely angels. Every day is special because of them – every mom is special

Jai Hind

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