“Please give me 50 rupee, son” my mother pleaded.
I ignored her.
“Ok give me 30 rupee only. I will manage” she begged shyly.
This increased my agitation level and I shouted like hell “I
don’t have money. Why do you want money every day? Do you think I am ‘Kuber-The
God of wealth’”
“Please don’t get angry. It’s not that important. You
proceed to your office” she said softly trying to console me.
At Evening.
I was sitting on the river bank trying to sooth my ruffled
soul. The cool breeze continued the trick of relieving my headache caused by a
long day work at office. Slowly the world looked like a place to live in once again.
I was enjoying the sunset and the breeze.
Suddenly I happened to notice a nest on the tree near the river bank. A sparrow was
feeding her recently born baby sparrow. This was a wonderful sight. I kept on
watching it keenly for minutes. The mother sparrow would fly away in search of
more food and then return with some more fodder in her mouth. She continuously
carried on this activity until her dear babies were content, completely
content. I was really pleased with this effort. It said a story about the pain,
sacrifice, care and love that parents put in our upbringing.
This made me realize about the story of my upbringing. How
they fulfilled my wishes ranging from silly to unaffordable one. How they
protected me from all the sins of the society. How they sacrificed their sleep
during my exams for making coffee at regular intervals to help me concentrate
and be awake. How they prayed for my success be it in exam, game or any other
bigger challenge. How they suffered and handled the criticism of the society
due to my mischief's and monkey tricks. How they managed to make me feel and be
like a prince when they couldn't buy a proper clothes for themselves to look
like parents of the ‘Prince’. And there is lot more which I don’t recognize.
“How could they?” I asked myself.
“And what I did.” I asked again to myself with the head hung low in the air. My heart dared to answer my question and explained “You enjoyed all these parental benefits and then stopped listening to your parents as you grew older. You started to fantasy yourself as an independent and self-made man. But knot my words, you will always be dependent on them for your identity, who you are and to which clan you belong. You will always be in-debt to them if you dare to ignore their share in making your success. You can find prosperity, fame and property. But you will never find peace anywhere in the world. You will never find a true love in your life. You will have all the benefits around you but cannot enjoy them. Because you will be unintentionally cursed, cursed by your own conscience.”
“How could they?” I asked myself.
“And what I did.” I asked again to myself with the head hung low in the air. My heart dared to answer my question and explained “You enjoyed all these parental benefits and then stopped listening to your parents as you grew older. You started to fantasy yourself as an independent and self-made man. But knot my words, you will always be dependent on them for your identity, who you are and to which clan you belong. You will always be in-debt to them if you dare to ignore their share in making your success. You can find prosperity, fame and property. But you will never find peace anywhere in the world. You will never find a true love in your life. You will have all the benefits around you but cannot enjoy them. Because you will be unintentionally cursed, cursed by your own conscience.”
Tears rolled down my eye. At the moment, I decided to give
an amount of half the salary to my parents henceforth. I kept my promise and
gave half the amount on my mother’s hand reaching home. And I still do the same and will keep doing the same.
Love you mom.
by,
n Rajneesh Shukla
Love you mom.
by,
n Rajneesh Shukla
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