This is not my story,but everyone's going through this.
It was a night of pain,It was a night of heal,It was a night of arousal ,It was a night of slumber,It was a night of febrility,It was a night of wellbeing ,It was a night of despair,It was a night of hope,It was a night of deprivation,It was a night of amplification.
Such was the grandness of the night.
I was growning with pain.Tommorow was my Board Exams(computer's ) and here I was lying, on bed and even struggling to have sound sleep on the very night before the judgement day.Doctor have ordered me rest.My whole body was burning with fever.My legs aching in manner as though someone is going to pull it off.Well ,this all happens when you are suffering from"chicken pox ".I was languished.
Such was the grandness of the night.
I was growning with pain.Tommorow was my Board Exams(computer's ) and here I was lying, on bed and even struggling to have sound sleep on the very night before the judgement day.Doctor have ordered me rest.My whole body was burning with fever.My legs aching in manner as though someone is going to pull it off.Well ,this all happens when you are suffering from"chicken pox ".I was languished.
But God has sent its embodiment in the form of Mother.My mom,ceded her sleep,sat and kept solacing me.She was awake almost the whole night aiding me."She is truly a magician"I thought.
She kneaded me to full effect so that I can catch some Z's.
When I woke up,I found myselg on the upbeat.I went for the exam,supercharged by the words told by mom,dad and my nani.My nani,a totally spritiual woman,used to say"Whenever everything wents wrong,one can always find divine help.Just have faith".Their blessings worked wonders, despite of the my malady,I did well .
But there were still 5 more exams to go.But the courage and easiness which my parents provided me
never made me wretched.Few months before ,the same were always coaxing me about studies
and asked me to get best possible marks(even cent % marks wouldn't have satisfied them).But after the pox,they didn't let me scan a book for long time.They insisted me to look after my health rather than marks.
This all had a deep deep and indelible effect on my mind.It was not the 1st time I recognised their love.There were millions of other incidents .But this phase when I was quite sensible made me realise how lucky am I.
When my results were out ,I did a decent job,but was glad that my parents were satisfied(They would have said the same in any case :-)).
When I woke up,I found myselg on the upbeat.I went for the exam,supercharged by the words told by mom,dad and my nani.My nani,a totally spritiual woman,used to say"Whenever everything wents wrong,one can always find divine help.Just have faith".Their blessings worked wonders, despite of the my malady,I did well .
But there were still 5 more exams to go.But the courage and easiness which my parents provided me
never made me wretched.Few months before ,the same were always coaxing me about studies
and asked me to get best possible marks(even cent % marks wouldn't have satisfied them).But after the pox,they didn't let me scan a book for long time.They insisted me to look after my health rather than marks.
This all had a deep deep and indelible effect on my mind.It was not the 1st time I recognised their love.There were millions of other incidents .But this phase when I was quite sensible made me realise how lucky am I.
When my results were out ,I did a decent job,but was glad that my parents were satisfied(They would have said the same in any case :-)).
It is 4 yrs since ,and now sitting in my home and having in hand only 12 days left to leave for my college,I realise how my mother is vexed by the thought of me leaving her again.I have been here for 2 months now,and leaving her will not to easy nut to crack for me too.To be honest ,I have a become now bit emotionally strong and tough on heart,but I always realise the same tenderness in her.Same affection in her eyes.I wish once done with my studies,I can fill the empty corner she have been accostumed to in last few yrs.I want to be always there in times my name comes to her mind.
But the question is always there which I want to ask them...
But the question is always there which I want to ask them...
Your love is unmatched,
Your sacrifices are unparallel,
Your gift to me are unrivalled,
Your commitments are nonpareil,
For even the smallest happiness u gave me,
Mom and dad,
"What will I give back? :-("
Your commitments are nonpareil,
For even the smallest happiness u gave me,
Mom and dad,
"What will I give back? :-("
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