A year ago, I would never have thought the way I do now. That is the process of evolution and it is one of the nature’s best way to teach us about life and much more. In a few days, my son will turn one. From May 27, 2016 to this day, I have observed my wife taking care of my son. Saying it was not an easy job would be an understatement. Witnessing how demanding it is to raise a single child gave me an idea about how my mother raised the three of us; especially with my younger brother who is mentally challenged. So, this goes out to my mother and to all the mothers out there who have done an incredible job of raising a human being to the best of their abilities.

To the mother, who knew that it won’t be easy and yet made it look so simple and uncomplicated.

To the mother, whose compassion and warmth, I can feel still, sitting thousands of miles away from her.

To the mother, who shielded me against the bad of the world and in the process, hurt herself so much but never complained.

To the mother, who used to cry in solitude thinking that she was not a good parent and yet, proved to be the best parent in the world.

To the mother, who always put my wishes first, regardless of how much she wanted to do something she loved.

To the mother, whose hugs are better than everything in the world.

To the mother, who always put food in my mouth first and always ate what was left.

To the mother, who used to sleep on a wet bed, so that I could sleep in comfort.

To the mother, who spent countless hours teaching me how to walk and talk.

To the mother, who used to wake up multiple times in the middle of the night in order to make sure that I was alright.

To the mother, who sacrificed everything she had, for me.

To the mother, who gave up her dreams so that mine could become a reality.

To the mother, who is all mothers.

To all the mothers!