Tell me what you were like when you were my age, I asked my mother, one winter afternoon when I was home from the University.
My mother stopped her sewing and looked up, surprised at my question. After what seemed like a long time she answered, "I was never like you”. I never dreamed of being a lawyer, professor, or anything, other than a wife, mother and grandmother. I was the eldest of four children, and every waking moment was filled with work and responsibilities to keep the family moving, clothed and feed. Back then, there was only one career for girls, and it was being a hard-working woman.
My mother grew up in a Village Mahuwara in Eastern U.P., India where, like most other people from the village, she lived with her family in a muddy house. In Indian society and culture, honor, respect, and family solidarity take precedence over individual desires and men, the bearers of the family name, take precedence over women. Most Indian women like my mother accept this so deeply that unconsciously they put themselves down in social clan gatherings, in the presence of their daughters, nieces and grandchildren.
"Men are important," my mother would tell me when I asked why women always ate last during any kind of a celebration. "They are stronger and wiser-- therefore they always eat before us."
That winter afternoon, I sat in silence and watched her sew, until she spoke again. “I worked so hard for her. Every night--before w
Tell me what you were like when you were my age, I asked my mother, one winter afternoon when I was home from the University.
My mother stopped her sewing and looked up, surprised at my question. After what seemed like a long time she answered, "I was never like you”. I never dreamed of being a lawyer, professor, or anything, other than a wife, mother and grandmother. I was the eldest of four children, and every waking moment was filled with work and responsibilities to keep the family moving, clothed and feed. Back then, there was only one career for girls, and it was being a hard-working woman.
My mother grew up in a Village Mahuwara in Eastern U.P., India where, like most other people from the village, she lived with her family in a muddy house. In Indian society and culture, honor, respect, and family solidarity take precedence over individual desires and men, the bearers of the family name, take precedence over women. Most Indian women like my mother accept this so deeply that unconsciously they put themselves down in social clan gatherings, in the presence of their daughters, nieces and grandchildren.
"Men are important," my mother would tell me when I asked why women always ate last during any kind of a celebration. "They are stronger and wiser-- therefore they always eat before us."
That winter afternoon, I sat in silence and watched her sew, until she spoke again. “I worked so hard for her. Every night--before w
Tell me what you were like when you were my age, I asked my mother, one winter afternoon when I was home from the University.
My mother stopped her sewing and looked up, surprised at my question. After what seemed like a long time she answered, "I was never like you”. I never dreamed of being a lawyer, professor, or anything, other than a wife, mother and grandmother. I was the eldest of four children, and every waking moment was filled with work and responsibilities to keep the family moving, clothed and feed. Back then, there was only one career for girls, and it was being a hard-working woman.
My mother grew up in a Village Mahuwara in Eastern U.P., India where, like most other people from the village, she lived with her family in a muddy house. In Indian society and culture, honor, respect, and family solidarity take precedence over individual desires and men, the bearers of the family name, take precedence over women. Most Indian women like my mother accept this so deeply that unconsciously they put themselves down in social clan gatherings, in the presence of their daughters, nieces and grandchildren.
"Men are important," my mother would tell me when I asked why women always ate last during any kind of a celebration. "They are stronger and wiser-- therefore they always eat before us."
That winter afternoon, I sat in silence and watched her sew, until she spoke again. “I worked so hard for her. Every night--before w
Tell me what you were like when you were my age, I asked my mother, one winter afternoon when I was home from the University.
My mother stopped her sewing and looked up, surprised at my question. After what seemed like a long time she answered, "I was never like you”. I never dreamed of being a lawyer, professor, or anything, other than a wife, mother and grandmother. I was the eldest of four children, and every waking moment was filled with work and responsibilities to keep the family moving, clothed and feed. Back then, there was only one career for girls, and it was being a hard-working woman.
My mother grew up in a Village Mahuwara in Eastern U.P., India where, like most other people from the village, she lived with her family in a muddy house. In Indian society and culture, honor, respect, and family solidarity take precedence over individual desires and men, the bearers of the family name, take precedence over women. Most Indian women like my mother accept this so deeply that unconsciously they put themselves down in social clan gatherings, in the presence of their daughters, nieces and grandchildren.
"Men are important," my mother would tell me when I asked why women always ate last during any kind of a celebration. "They are stronger and wiser-- therefore they always eat before us."
That winter afternoon, I sat in silence and watched her sew, until she spoke again. “I worked so hard for her. Every night--before w
Tell me what you were like when you were my age, I asked my mother, one winter afternoon when I was home from the University.
My mother stopped her sewing and looked up, surprised at my question. After what seemed like a long time she answered, "I was never like you”. I never dreamed of being a lawyer, professor, or anything, other than a wife, mother and grandmother. I was the eldest of four children, and every waking moment was filled with work and responsibilities to keep the family moving, clothed and feed. Back then, there was only one career for girls, and it was being a hard-working woman.
My mother grew up in a Village Mahuwara in Eastern U.P., India where, like most other people from the village, she lived with her family in a muddy house. In Indian society and culture, honor, respect, and family solidarity take precedence over individual desires and men, the bearers of the family name, take precedence over women. Most Indian women like my mother accept this so deeply that unconsciously they put themselves down in social clan gatherings, in the presence of their daughters, nieces and grandchildren.
"Men are important," my mother would tell me when I asked why women always ate last during any kind of a celebration. "They are stronger and wiser-- therefore they always eat before us."
That winter afternoon, I sat in silence and watched her sew, until she spoke again. “I worked so hard for her. Every night--before w
KEEP GOOD RELATION WITH MOTHER AND FATHER, YOU WILL NEVER GET THEM BACK IF THEY ARE DEAD
YOU WILL GET MONEY, FAME, NAME, WIFE AND CHILDER AGAIN, BUT U NEVER GET MOTHER AND FATHER BACK IF THEY ARE DEAD.
DO RESPECT THEM MORE THAN ANAYBODY ELSE BEFORE THEY ARE DEAD
NEVER EVER SAY "OOOF, A SIMPLE BAD WORD TO THEM" IF U HAVE TO SERVE THEM BY CLEANING THEIR STOOL AND URINE, BECAUSE AS THEY HAVE DONE IT FOR U WHEN U ARE A SMALL (INFANT).
KEEP ALWAYS GOOD RELATIONSPHIP WITH THEM, U WILL BE SUCCESSFUL HERE AND HEREAFTER
ALWAYS PRAY FOR THEM, THEY ARE GOD'S GIFTED ASK THEIR VALUE TO WHOM THEY DON'T HAVE OR ASK THEIR VALUE TO ORPENS
DON'T SIT BEFORE THEM, DON'T WALK BEFORE THEM, WHEN U SPEAK WITH THEM SPEAK IN A SLOW AND SOFT VOICE MORE THAN THEIR VOICE WITH YOUR SHOULDER DOWN LITTEBIT IN RESPECT, IF THEY SAY SOMETHING LISTEN TO THEM DON'T INTERUPT THEM, AS THEY BECAME OLD AS CHILD, IF THEY ARE WRONG DON'T CRICIZE THEM, BEAR THEM AND ALWAYS REMEMBER THEY ARE GOOD WISHER FOR U FOREVER AND EVER MORE THAN ANYBODY ELSE IN THIS WORLD.
LAST POINT, WHICH IS MATTER'S MORE IN THIS WORLD IS YOUR PARENT'S MATTER MORE, ALWAYS OBEY THEM, YOUR CHILDREN WILL OBEY U.
KEEP GOOD RELATION WITH MOTHER AND FATHER, YOU WILL NEVER GET THEM BACK IF THEY ARE DEAD YOU WILL GET MONEY, FAME, NAME, WIFE AND CHILDER AGAIN, BUT U NEVER GET MOTHER AND FATHER BACK IF THEY ARE DEAD. DO RESPECT THEM MORE BEFORE THEY ARE DEAD NEVER EVER SAY "OOOF, A SIMPLE BAD WORD TO THEM" IF U HAVE TO SERVE THEM BY CLEANING THEIR STOOL AND URINE, BECAUSE AS THEY HAVE DONE IT FOR U WHEN U ARE A SMALL. KEEP ALWAYS GOOD RELATIONSPHIP WITH THEM, U WILL BE SUCCESSFUL HERE AND HEREAFTER ALWAYS PRAY FOR THEM, THEY ARE GOT GIFTED ASK THEIR VALUE TO WHOM THEY DON'T HAVE DONT SIT BEFORE THEM, DON'T WALK BEFORE THEM, SPEAK IN A SLOW VOICE BEFORE THEM WITH YOUR SHOULDER DOWN, IF THEY SAY SOMETHING LISTEN TO THEM DON'T INTERUPT THEM, AS THEY BECAME SMALL CHILD WHEN THEY BECAME OLD, IF THEY ARE WRONG DON'T CRICIZE THEM, BEAR THEM AND ALWAYS REMEMBER THEY ARE GOOD WISHER FOR U FOREVER MORE THAN ANYBODY ELSE THINK IF THEY ARE DEAD WE ARE ORPANS.
WHICH IS MATTER MORE IN THIS WORLD IS PARENT'S MATTER, ALWAYS OBEY THEM YOUR CHILDREN WILL OBEY U.
I would reinstate the fact that Mother is the embodiment of Goddess Earth as she is as strenuous, courageous, and patient.
She never bothers about next moment as she hardly finds time to look ahead than to manage the present and remain engaged for the good of her children. She never longs for more than what she gets to manage.
She is now 76 and did never have anything to advice / guide or scold any of her children as she always believed in her inner prayers for the wellbeing of everyone.
She remains busy caring each one of us (8 children and their grand children) while remain connected to the family route and progression.
I am 53 and not even vaguely remember a single occasion when she had a desire.
Pray Almighty's blessings for this wonderful creation of him in our world!
This is our mother; Grateful to Lord for this wonderful birth and be with her.
